ahh just flushed out the whole crap of combat ration thats been stuck in the stomach. i just pushed it out by stuffing myself with moms home cooked food. nothing beats that. nothing beats the comfort of home. nothing. its feels so relieved to be booking out even for less than a day, to get oneself boosted to keep on pushing on enduring the ever shiet days in military school. so yep just got back from prep exercises for brunei. oh dude, i cannot imagine how the eff am i gon survive there. you see, the survival exercise prep we had here was in group size. but in brunei you will get thrown indivdually to a site and work your way surviving for 3 days. with limited or perhaps no food and water. build shelter from everything and anything that one can find. carving own utensils. and making traps hoping that food will come by. alone. and its predicted that the monsoon is still on there. i bet ill cry if i ever get that badge. its not about the survival im worrying, its about the morale level i will be having there. walking up and down mountains for hours and days is no joke with limited ration, by then having to do a survival exercise for another few days will be screwed up big time. ill just pray hard that ill fly back safe and meet my loved ones again. seriously.
so what happened last week. endurance obstacles was like shaggest of the shag shagging shaggedelic course ive ever been thru. then came exercises that had us rationing our food getting us at maximum output with minimum input, youknowwhatummean? clock mileages with heavy packs, walking literally the whole of tekong. then came the hunger, the fatigue, the flies, the mosquitoes. thats how you will explain infantry. understand girls?
and i fugging hate river crossing. my uniform went wet(thanks to last minute packing instructions) and i had to waste some fuels just to had it dry. and you know what, when im like totally disgusted with stuffs like soaking wet socks and boots, ill just walk bare footed thru the thick jungle and do my stuffs. im becoming more and more of tarzan now.
now wheres my jane? =)
Peace
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