I'm back home. Yes! Finally back home! After tonnes of shit back there in prison. Imprisonment starts last saturday for Cheetah's sake; did standby duty on wednesday; and finally summing up the week with 2D1N fieldcamp with loads and loads of bullcrap.
Third Sergeant
Had tonnes of checklists to do; during my standby duty. There's this third sergeant (Paramedic Spec) who recently got posted in and was assigned to be treatment spec. He thinks that 3SG is some big fuck major or something. He likes to order medics around to do things for him. He has this suck up face that delivers a "punch-me-please" message. And you just have to hold it back cuz it's never wise to use violence in this certain organization.
Ok, skip that shit.
Binding and syncronizing with the nature wasn't bad back there in India but it's never not fucked up when it comes to Singapore's rainforest with tremendous humidity. Besides, you can easily spot a battalion worth of mosquitos, raging towards your comrades; sucking blood out of them.
And also, I was assigned 22 Romeo role for the first time and it was really fun. My legs were weak; or rather, ARE weak I suppose? It flexed up and cramped the shit out of me when I had signals and a general purpose machine gun mounted on my weak shivering body. My comrades exaggerated my cramp and sent me back to the urban prison right after my pathetic fall. Felt really guilty, abandoning Charles out in the field with a couple of wasp stings he sustained earlier during some supposed swimming session. He's a nice young man afterall.
Many more shit happened but this isn't the right mood to speak my mind.
AN OPINION IS LIKE AN ASSHOLE,
