train of thoughts

to dear myself:

Very soon you'll wake up from your bunk bed. How would you know? You would feel more elevated than normal. You'll reach for my phone immediately to check the time. 0540? yucks, time to get up and brush teeth/shave. it's a pretty disgusting feeling to wake up at such a time. unearthly hour. sometimes, you'll wonder if you should just sleep for another one minute but you'll see everyone starting to slipper dance out of the door in a zombie-ish fashion. waking up on monday, you'll hear everyone's footsteps heavier than on other days. you go to the toilet and then you stare at the mirror. the reflection. same old reflection. but on monday it just feels worst. you look worst. you reluctantly squeeze that yoghurt like thing that's going to burn your mouth onto the miniature brush and then after a few scrubs it's time to rinse! then you'll realize there's no cup cause you're not at home. dang for a second time. strolling out of the toilet you hurry back to keep your toiletries and change into your black and gold singlet and put on shoes with high socks which you normally don't outside. you find yourself trapped in what you call a standard SAF attire and armed with one full water bottle. you'll try to find your way downstairs 6 storeys. on the way you'll maybe check your phone to see if you're late.

and then you'll walk like a hundred over metres to where they call the company line. a pretty nice place infront of the cookhouse. you see bravo recruits waltz by and you'll happy you're not them. you see millions of pissed off faces infront of you. all grumpy and annoyed. breakfast finally comes. scanning is so fun, wee. it's like trying to make yourself happy. be innocent like a child, carefree and happy! find joy in the most trivial things. then breakfast is maybe like inedible hard noodles. you sigh. and you grouch because breakfast on monday is not meant to be nice even if it's the nicest food ever. monday does negative wonders to your food too amongst everything just because it's a freaking monday.

and I'm not going into everything else that can happen on a monday. I've been through a lot of bad mondays. and what I describe is just a typical monday. and only about 1 hour into it. enjoy myself. yea. enjoy. it's sunday night. monday lurks ahead.

I am grumpy and annoyed. I suffered a sore throat today. random sore throat which just decided to come and go. I don't know why but upon drinking one times grapefruit juice, the pain totally ameliorated. what i feel now it's pretty much diluted pain. I don't feel anything anymore. why. so random. I took medicine too. but do sore throats go away in like few hours?

It's already Sunday. Night. Yes. I don't know why but I don't feel like booking in. Preview for next week. Route march somewhere in between and parade too. I was getting comfortable with my hair and then I just cut it. yucks. I am annoyed. My understudies are coming in tomorrow and I am so looking forward to see new blur faces who will confuse corporal rank with 3rd sergeant. It's time to push, push and push all the work to them. MUAHAHAHAHA! muahahaha!

Preview for August. Yeps. Gasp, it's August already! National day is the first highlight. public holidays are nice because they usually +1 to weekends. long weekends are nice. that weekend will be a four day weekend I hope. have some offs to spare so I may be taking one more here and there. Lots of preps for Ex.claymore, stores and stuff. relentless trainings. yucks. probably next week will be platoon cohesion. from what they decided it seems like it's going to be vienna international at united square! cohesion seems fun! especially when its during office hours. I want to train more! I failed to run this weekend. for once, I went to church on Saturday, and today my sore throat prevented me from going for my usual 12km run. I feel unfit. :(