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Tuesday, May 19, 2009

fucked up sia.

Its been quite some time since i saw the outside world. I have been spending the last whole month in camp. CDS has taken away most of my best friends, like what kenny feels as well. Its been hard trying to keep up with the outside news, get back with the friends, and maybe feels what its like to sleep on a bed without worrying about the duties later on.

IMDEX had been really tiring, having to make us come back on our rightful weekend, on a sunday night, and then staying in a few days while having to come back camp almost everyday till the late hours. And then we are going to stay in another 7 days again.

Its alrite, its okay, to do duties because its actually smtg that other camps do not experience, other than the normal jungle warfare. My platoon mates are the driving force of us keeping up of the duty hours. And yet, we are not being appreciated of our efforts. In terms of fairness of both platoons, i think we have been unfairly treated as well. And somehow, with the ever increasing no. of deployments and demands being implemented each day, makes us feel, we are just fucking NSFS.

Yes when we were a recruit we were a chao recruit. When we were trainees at ssc, we were being treated like trainees. And when we turn ops, we are being treated like shit. I dont think i need to further elaborate on my post previous previously. As usual, officers, higherups, ATNA. figure that acronym yourself.

My life is in a total mess, and i really feel quite stressed out, like never before. I need a break, like now if possible. And the letters aint coming yet. The future is uncertain, the present looks bleak, and life looks really shitty.

Someone talk to me please.


{/5:49 PM}
Time's up.