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Just left with the cleaning of the weapon later on in the morning... hur. :)

It's been a rather enjoyable reservist training except for the part about me falling ill in the midst of it. Oh well. But yeah - thank God for sustaining me through the longest day of the training - the actual live shooting itself. Woke up in camp at give in the morning today, had breakfast, drew arm, and off we went to the Nee Soon Camp live range (sounds far right. but my camp is in Nee Soon Camp itself. So it's like less than 5 minutes of a three-tonner ride. hahahaha...). People usually bring a book to read or sleep during live range because of the long waits in between your personal shoots... didn't have to bring any this time round because I'd been appointed as one of the safety specialists - when I'm not shooting, I would be in one of the chambers assisting the safety officer, making sure the shootings were done properly.

Thank God I had no IA (immediate action, basically known as errors) in my shooting - all my rounds went out smoothly.

Well. Except not all my rounds found the targets lar. Hahaha...

Not too bad for day shoot - 12 out of 15 bullets. Night shoot was terribly - barely made the mark - 8 out of 15.

I actually started wondering why I never had the interest in air rifle back in secondary school days. :|

Haha... shooting can be quite satisfying when you hit the mark - I guess I'd always held on to a wrong impression of the sport itself. Too bad I'll never have a chance at it anymore... and no. Live shooting is never the same with those arcade stuff. And of course... it's not about shooting people or monsters for that matter. Hahaha...

And woooooo... our company did pretty okay and sustained minimal reshoots. That translated to us being able to finish relatively early ... and that's why I'm here at home typing this post! :P Headed back to camp from the range at about ten. Lots of admin to do - sending of arms, waiting for clearance... we were eventually let off at 11:20pm.

Fast walked to the bus stop outside camp, hoping and hoping for any of the buses to show up. One of them eventually did; boarded it, alighted three stops later, crossed the road and hoped and hoped and prayed that I hadn't missed the last bus back home.

Papa very good. :P

I was like no. No need to take cab. Because bus will come. It will. Then ten minutes went past the scheduled last bus timing. No, I'm sure He'll send one coming so I can smile and thank Him profusely on the bus.

Which I did. Hahahahahahaha...

There're just so many things to give thanks for.

I've never felt so excited about work... am meeting my boss soon for a discussion with regards to my eventual permanent jobscope. Wrote him a pretty long email for a little processing through first... he replied asking me to choose areas in which I will like to focus and grow in.

Let's just say that my requests are pretty specific... and if they ever come to pass, I'll be jumping for joy. Really. Haha... crazy right. Fancy rejoicing over work, not that it's going to be a well paying job.

Maybe that's what a calling feels like.

:)