We had our second session in PMT (aka CAT in other schools) today and as usual, it was fun. You may be wondering why I think of PMT as something fun when it’s supposed to be really scary. Yes, PMT may be scary, but as weird as this sounds, I like being shouted at and I like being commanded. It’s just so exciting and heart-racing, do you know what I mean? When it’s PMT time, I feel like my inner senses are being awakened and I feel so cool and disciplined and all that. I guess that I am really weird because I seem to be the only (girl) student who likes PMT. Mehehe. SKLDJLKJDLKAJDLKD I LOVE PMT. *le creys*
Quennie and I are the only ones from our section who are part of PMT, by the way, because most of our classmates were exempted because they are part of the Dance Troupe, they are athletes, or they have illness or something. Honestly, I do not get why Dance Troupe members were exempted, but since this blog post is about PMT and not about the exemption of the Dance Troupe, I am going to continue writing about MY life in PMT. Other classmates who are not part of the Dance Troupe, who are not athletes, and who do not have special illness joined the Medics and the Military Police(?), so only Quennie and I were left. How sad. I got really worried this afternoon because Quennie was planning to get herself exempted because of her asthma, and being the only one in your section who’s part of the PMT is just depressing. Forever alone, gets?
Anyway, we had PMT today and we were taught about different formations/ movement/ lol-idk-what-term-to-use-sorry. I stood in the front row because I was one of the students who arrived early first and that made me really happy! TROLOLOLOL. I am part of Bravo girls, btw, and Bravo, as the officers said, had always been the “loser” group for the past few years. I felt like we were already labeled as “losers” when the officers told that to us, but I don’t really mind. I mean, who cares?! BRAVO GIRLS CAN ALWAYS SURPASS ALPHA PEOPLE! YAY!
I noticed earlier that my hands were shaking while we were having our PMT, and I realized that my whole body is afraid of the officers, but my heart and mind aren’t. CHAR! HAHAHAHHA!
Anyway, these are some of the funny/interesting moments earlier in PMT:
Officer: *shouts a command*
Me: *moves to follow the command*
Officer: LLERA!!! (that’s me) SQUAT!!!
Officer: *realizes that it was the person beside me who made a mistake* Ay sorry sorry!
Officer: *approaches me and pats my back* Sorry!
Me: LOL it’s okay.
^HAHAHAHAHHAHA K. Here’s another:
Officer: Ka-remember mo unsaon ang *insert command term here*? (Do you remember how to do *insert command term here*?
Me: NO MADAM!
^ I immediately regret answering “No Madam!” because I was the only one in Bravo who answered. The others were silent and I thought that I made a mistake or something. LOL. Fortunately, answering was not a mistake. It’s just that I was the only one who even cared to answer the officer. Mehehe. The officer asked us again, louder this time, and that’s when the other people answered “No Madam!”