The busy week ended with a tint of sadness and disappointment.
The combat shoot yesterday left me feeling regretful. I thought I didn't stand much chance of achieving marksmanship after I finished my flawed zeroing, where the "clicking" of the rifle was inconsistent and my group size appeared to be quite large. Surprisingly, my performance in the day shoot was rather satisfactory and after collating the scores of the individuals in our detail, we found ourselves within the boundaries of marksmanship! I was of course ecstatic, so much so that I actually bore the hope of surpassing our day shoot results in the night shoot, which was propelled much by the pulse of confidence injected into me. To my dismay and anguish, I became the one who actually pulled down the total score of our detail. When the night shoot commenced, the fact that the firer in front of me scored zero points already made me falter. After missing all five targets in the first magazine, the sinking realisation that I will fail terribly in the night shoot set in. I felt a knot in my stomach as I continued helplessly with the rest of the rounds. Sure, the smoke that fogged my sight as the rounds were expanded should be taken into account for but after factoring all the possible excuses I could derive for myself, I still could not live it down. :( Though, I must admit, combat shoot was fun.
Just as things were improving in CCC block, with the lights in the toilets repaired and the newly-discovered entertainment - table tennis, our platoon had to shift our bunk to the filthy HQ block, which was no doubt more inferior! One evident shortcoming being the water-coolers were workable only on Level 1 and 2, which made life so much inconvenient. I guess we were allocated to the dirtiest bunk in the whole building, since nobody did much cleaning except us. Or is it our fetish for cleanliness?
Today is CPT Shane's last day in 3 Signals. I must say that he had done reasonably well as a PC despite the few occasions that I did not see eye to eye with his actions. Anyway, Gary suggested that I should broach the Pinnacle issue with him, but I chose otherwise because it would seem thick-skinned for me to ask. I shouldn't be hankering after something that was not mine in the first place, right?!
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