A sleep deprived week...

Good news, i didn't faint while carrying my field pack back to tekong. tekong is becoming a home already, i mean i spent more time there then at home. Went for live firing from mon till wed, well if u consider spending more than half the time waiting than firing that is. shoot for 15min, wait for 2 hours. so that wraps up another important part of BMT. on these 3 days, i only got to sleep at around 3am, then must wake up at 6am. terrible.. Thursday was a very strenious day, with AGR in the morning and then SOC in the afternoon. haha.. the number of injured people from SOC was fascinating. fine.. i was one of them.. your brain and limbs just don't co-operate anymore after doing it 3 times.. i thought i jumped but i still banged the wall... ouch... i think i was hit with some never say die drug or something. i still volunteered for guard duty later on! looking back i would have slap myself... Guard duty is fun, walking around tekong in pitch darkness is not my idea of fun but having the liscence to kill is... yes u heard me right, i had the liscence to kill.. i was given 5 live ammo which is to be loaded and shot if i see any suspicious people doing something suspicious. hey it beats walking around with a rattan shield and stick.
Had about 1h+ of effective sleep that night or rather morning.

i feel i am having a communication problem with my buddy... i cannot seem to click with him.. i feel more like his mother, constantly reminding him to stop eating heaty stuffs but to no avail. so now he is sick, see la don listen. He is quite the individualist, i mean he doesn't help much. half the time i cannot hear what he is saying and when i can hear, he is asking me to go toilet. he seldom help me and thats pretty frustrating. seriously i am praying for myself... he is like so nua loh.. can break anytime... haiz... need sleep.......... sleep........................................................