Alright, put together a group of angst-ridden, testosterone-filled group of guys in their prime and throw them in a unit where competition and excellence is encouraged, and what do you get?
THE GREAT TOILET RACE.
It all started when we realized we only had an hour of personal time to bathe and call our girlfriends so the incentive to bathe quickly was insanely important. With 50 people sharing just 4 cubicles, it isn't hard to see why. So what started as an innocent rush to the toilet soon evolved into a complex affair with people from bunks 1 and 2 trying to get a minor head start over the other bunks. This included the ridiculous act of leaving our clothes by the door and untying our shoelaces during briefings so we could undress and chiong to the cubicles without wasting time.
You knew it was becoming ludicrous when Raymond from bunk 1 was caught leaving his stuff INSIDE the cubicle beforehand. This, you can imagine, caused a minor uproar and the setting down of certain ground rules.
Anyway, during one eventful afternoon, the frenzy of who-bathed-first finally reached its peak when future best-cadet Yiwen and his BUNKMATE Kengyu raced to the toilet during a certain rest period. What ensued was a no-holds-barred, cutthroat skirmish that had Yiwen crashing into the windows and getting gashed on his forearm - thus getting a trophy and battle scar that he will always hold dear.
Of course, the toilet races didn't end here but you can be damn sure that we were a hell lot more careful after that.
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