Wallaby Part.... Nah.

I've sorta given up on the Wallaby posts, looking through the rest of the source material, it really gets quite droll from here onwards. Besides, my writing and vocabulary just can't do the whole experience justice. So I guess I'll just post the photos, and maybe finish the rest of the posts when I have time.

I realized I haven't talked about anything else since.
Lets see...

GRADUATED FROM TCC.

Happy! :D

Swift & Decisive!

Finally finished 5 months of grueling training. They say the hardest steel on the tank is the crew, especially the commander. For 5 months, Tank Commander Course instructors worked tirelessly day and night forging 24 pieces of the hardest steel in Armour. Here's a heart felt thanks to Staff Patrick, Staff Peng, Staff Jeremy and Staff David and the rest of the command team. But that was just the beginning.

Welcome to 48 SAR.

"You'll be overworked and tired all the time. That I can promise." - Welcome address of OC 1st Coy.

Finally transitioned to unit life. Joined 1st Company 48 SAR.

1st Coy is a second year battalion, meaning that the men are from my exact BMT batch. Including Shaun Chiang, who is in Platoon 3. The command tree is fully staffed now, meaning me and the 7 other new sergeants are without a platoon or a crew until next year. So for now we're instructors and reserve commanders. Basically extra manpower, which every Tank Company can always use. Life in unit is pretty good. For now. We can visit the canteen whenever we like, also go out for nights out pretty much anytime we want, and sleep as late as we can survive. The gulf between men and commanders is huge. The men only eat cookhouse, lights out at 2230 and nights out every Wednesday.

On the other hand, we have to meticulously plan the next day's activities from manpower to logistics to lesson plans. That and coordinating with people from other units, which is sometimes like talking to a wall that nods from time to time. And the wall changes every now and then, such that you have to explain from the start. Gah. This is what real working life is supposed to be like. We have to maintain our image among the  men, and start trying to bond with them to win them over. Doesn't help that we're not officially their crew commanders yet, so the area is still pretty grey. 3 weeks already. Hopefully we'll get there.

Life in 48 will definitely be slower paced and more classified, since its an active battalion, so I'm guessing not so much will be going on the blog. Maybe I'll do game reviews here.