So I've survived 4 months in my new squadron and I must say the transition from AFTC to live environment is quite steep. From what I can recall, the first "orientation" week in my new squadron was rather disorientating. I had a hard time finding who was who, where was what. Everyone was so busy doing their work. It seemed like a hive of bees to me and there I was, trying to find where I fit in. And just when I thought that I've finally graduated from C3 School, the real TRAINING begins. From what I see, training never ever stops and I guess that's what I love about the RSAF. There's always something to learn, and another level to progress to.
Some milestones I've conquered along the way include getting qualified to be able to man solo and getting my own callsign at the "welcome party". The thought of it seems rather daunting, there's a real life out there in my hands. I guess that's where I have to trust the system and all the training I've been through. It definitely wasn't easy to get qualified to be able to man solo. We have to go through loads of on the job training with an instructor and finally a qualification test to see if I am able to handle alone. No doubt there were some failures and I was really disappointed in myself since I felt that I did put in the effort but sometimes I don't achieve my goals. Things are never dull and mundane here, and everyday brings a new challenge. :)
Right now, I consider myself being a Primary 1 in this big place and it's going to be a long long journey of training and studying. The bar keeps rising and I'm gonna just be gaining experience to level up. If I ever think that I can't conquer whatever is ahead of me, I only have to think of how far I've come - literally, how I wanted to give up so badly during all my route marches but I told myself that each step forward is one step towards becoming a C3 Officer.
