Returned to camp a few days ago. Same old bunk, same old people, same old dynamics. I booked to a whole bunk of people falling asleep. Sometimes, I always wonder if anything drastic has happened.but nope, quite the same.
The days passed swiftly. I've got to say I managed to sleep quite a bit in the morning AND afternoon, which equates to almost the entire 'office hours'. I couldn't sleep well at night because my body had been adapted to the "civilian waking-asleep cycle". Found it extremely hard to fall asleep and as a result, "tortuous nights spent reflecting on everything until there is nothing left, but there is still a blank canvas which you still can't fall asleep to" . I spent from 10pm to 3am lying there stoning. Extremely unnecessary pain! It's quite tormenting, believe me.
But the week was good. I caught up with rest in the day. I tried exercising. But epic fail because my body felt un-recovered, slow and sluggish! Even running 2.4km was a failure because my body heated up too much and my heart started overworking itself. OH damn you HFMD you robbed me of all that fitness I took so much time to build up. I hope "muscles have memory" or they build up faster when you have gotten them before. I went to the gym and it was "so-so" but certainly I felt weaker, but it wasn't as bad as how much my stamina dropped. I choose to believe it's temporary because I am recovering! Gotta run tomorrow to see how. Speed training today wasn't good too. i felt the flu aches when running and my breathing felt awkward and forced.
My sore eye is better now, just that I have weird vision on my left eye when I'm strained on a computer. Somehow, I hope it goes away. and it's quite annoying! if not, time to pay the doctor a visit again. Anyway I forgot my MC at home! In fact, I trusted my Mum to pack everything nicely into one sealed envelope and I did not check it's contents. I had a whole packet of notes, memo and three different MCs all together, certainly it was quite easy to miss out one which was eventually found to be left in the printer! (left there to a failed attempt at photocopying!) Sadly, my dad had to sent it to camp for it to be endorsed! GRR.
Oh yes. I am at home now (it's thursday guys?) because tomorrow is outing to the national museum. Neat. Which effectively means long weekend because tomorrow is just going to feel like "going out with platoon mates" as the "designated time" is just 10-1pm. Nice, and neat.
I'm starting to wonder how many more duties I am going to be doing before ORD. Optimistically? None. Pessimistically, A LOT. because of the possibilities of extra duties, last minute duties, being standby-ed, played-out. a lot of possibilities! A lot people in my platoon are signing extras and I am just standing by watching bullets ooze out of their bellies. It is so unsightly!
But one thing is for sure. There is nothing street smart about going directly against your superiors. and then complaining the shit about how they're being simply anal or picking at you. This is not street smartness. because that will make it just a simple excuse for sheer stupidity.
Sometimes when you're being marked by a superior, have you ever wondered if you asked for it yourself?
Now I think about when you said " I never fight a losing battle ". Nice arrogance. I love you say that when you're serving your extra's.
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