2-day-old officer

"Never start on something that you cannot complete." that's what my echo wing comd told us just before we marched off to the parade square for our commissioning parade. True enough, since we had started off on this journey of officership, we shall carry this status throughout our lives, no matter where we eventually reach.

Indeed, we still weren't used to the lifestyle of an officer. Walking around (or in army terms- ba-long-long seemed too casual and slipshod. Anyway, the main highlight of the day was the salute by SSM. Our rank might be theoretically higher than that of his, but experience-wise, ii'll never be able to reach that level. The instant he raised his hand, i could feel my heart sink. He has definitely put in much effort in drilling us in preparation for the parade. Every round we double around parade square, every push up we did, was all for our own sake; he has nothing to gain from that. I really respect his professionalism. How will you feel if you were to train someone who's going to, eventually, rise up in ranks higher than you such that you have to salute him? Of course, i wouldn't dare say that I deserve that salute yet. It is all part and parcel of the culture and tradition. Therefore, this little hand gesture has sparked even more respect I have for him.

I'm still not used to being a "sir", after being called a "cadet" for the past 9 months. Even when writing our rank/name, there's always this urge to write OCT (officer cadet), instead of 2LT (2nd lieutenant). and i was kind of retarded when responding to someone who called me "sir".

Oh well, this is just the beginning. Sorry for the abrupt ending, but i'm too tired to carry on. grr, think i've caught flu!