Taking the silver.

The name. Ivan. The rank. 3SG. Oh yeah! Finally i get promoted, after 11 weeks of shit training. 660 a month, getting to lead men and other good stuff. Only bloody problem now is that my course only finishes on Wednesday, and i've still got a summary exercise from monday till tuesday evening, just building and protecting a bridge. What the hell. That's damn super boh liao. In simple terms, that sucks. The only consolation is my SILVER BAYONET which i won for my efforts in the course. Top 10% in the course and i missed out best trainee by just that little bit. Anyway, the guy who won it is a good friend of mine so i'm happy for him. No jealousy there. So what's wrong with being second?

The social strucutre of singapore is in such a way that excellence can only be measured in terms of your achievements, like first place and academic grades, and not so much in what i call "heart work". Its a trend that leaves me very disturbed at times. I must say that i'm guilty of it at times, but what i see out there makes me sick. It makes me feel like throwing up. That's why i think i may do better elsewhere. Maybe the US to study. Toying with the idea. After all, my SAT score is better than A levels.

Weird. Out of the blue she messaged me to ask how i was. Weird. And out of the blue she stopped. Wonder what is wrong. Why should i care anyway?