Sunday, July 11, 2004
man oh man... where do i start.
had an eventful week, one in which my morale went from sky-high (ok ok, quite high)to veri veri low. the first 5 days of the week was just too slack to be true. had first-aid lessons for 3 days, learned stuff which i hope i would never (and i do mean never, ever) be required to use, and basically slacked thru til wednesday.
then on thursday had my navigation excercise. found the day exercise checkpoints together with a few other section mates, but somehow bamboozled my way to the night exercise checkpnt. haah. took onli 10 minutes for the night exercise. hope i'll be as lucky during the 'gypsy' excercises.
and finally passed my soc on friday! yippee! timed myself and ran abt 10:20. freakin happi after dat.
then the horror began.
on sat had a first taste of the training in the next month to come. my pc went mad (as in both crazy AND angry) and began #$&*ing everybody. had to prone a couple dozen times and leopard crawl and run round the track wif the freakin' heavy sbo. my knee hurt like hell after the excercise and im still wondering if i shld report sick tmr. darn. outfield officially starts nxt wk and i dunno if my knee can take it. yet i dun wish to stay back saturdays or even kenna ooc. darn. dunno wat to do...
at least i managed to catch spiderman todae. great movie, fortunate to have watched it. dua-ed many people this wkend. basically just too tired to go out wif pple. and my knees do hurt.
my pc would surely think im faking it. so will my sec com. sux.
have to endure. dun wanna fail the course and repeat it for nothing.
and ive been thinking of her more often now. i shld just move on.