army makes you damn vulgar.
period.
ok so now that's outta the way.
its less than 2 weeks to the end of BMT.
and that's when all hell breaks loose.
seriously i don't wanna get out of commando.
for all that i've told bunk mates and platoon mates.
somehow something is telling me to hold on.
to hold on for the red beret after the 72km route march.
to endure all the aches and pains and cuts and bruises.
but it ain't as easy as it seems.
i've got a hip problem which can be potentially fatal.
a cough which has been going on non stop for 2 months.
a constant nagging feeling of sianness.
the feeling that you get when you feel bored and stoned.
its like shit sometimes man.
but looking on the brightside.
its all not that dead in the army.
it can be quite fun at times.
laughter from the rubbish spewing sessions can make you feel quite high.
some people love their army expierience.
well im not so sure about mine.
im not even sure if i've even learnt anything.
well maybe to talk louder and learnt that sergeants are quiet deaf.
maybe i'll come back and talk summore.
the feeling is sinking in again.
pick of the week: jay chou - fa ru xue (omg!)
