What will be shall be

Back to School

A feeling of Deja Vu crept in as I sat in the classroom listening as the course instructor muttered on the scope and expectations of the course. It was like going back to school again, sitting inside a classroom as the teachers go on with their lessons. I remembered telling friends how much I missed school and I somehow had my dream come true.

Earlier the week before I just passed out from BMTC and the vocation of my new posting was a supply supervisor. Bascially for the next 4 months, I will be attending the Supply Supervisor course at Sembawang. It is going to be attending classes for the next 4 months like school last time but only this time, it is definitely not as fun as school.

My lessons start from 8am and stretches until 6pm in the evening. It is a huge personal challenge to try not to sleep inside the air-con classroom. Being caught sleeping and you face the prospect of being confined during the weekends.

But still that didn't stop people from sleeping and one guy in my class even knows the art of forming spider web with his drool as he sleeps. Try visualizing a man sleeping with his head hanging downwards and his saliva hanging like a long thread from his mouth. I leave it to your imagination.

Back when I was in Poly, time flies very fast during lectures. Because when you are feeling very boring, you can always turn and beo the girls in mini skirts and low-cut tank tops from across the lecture hall. Before you know it the lesson is already over. This is the theory of 'happy time flies'.

But here, its all talks and lessons. The only thing you can stop yourself from sleeping is take down notes. The notes I have taken this past week has already surpassed all that I have taken during my poly days. But to their credit, the instructors always try to make the lesson interesting and lively (not that they always succeed).

Though it is extremely boring, but at least I can take comfort that I get to go home everyday, unlike most of my ex-platoon mates who have to stay in and go out in the sun everyday. Compared to them, I should feel lucky.

And one more thing, the slogan for my vocation is 'We serve with passion!'. I almost puked everytime I say that.

posted by malmoncolo @ 11:21 PM