"Who didn't bring their FAD (First Aid Dressing)? Hands up."

"Oh shit."

"Shit!"

"Shit."

"Shit."

"Sheeit."

"Shit."

- Warrant Officer Rajoo, first day of field camp

The above exchange was so funny I made a note to blog it. Once we reached the field camp site, he asked who didn't bring this Standard Operating Procedure (SOP) item. There was immediately a chorus of shits from a lot of people.

Well, time does certainly fly. 3 more weeks till my end of course. Field camp and my section live firing was tiring and very dirty. Rained 2 days out of my camp, and heavily during live firing. Had to lie down in puddles of cold muddy water. Ugh. My socks were totally wet for the whole day.

The sky was a bilious mixture of noxious grey and toxic reds. The rising sun created a brilliant flaming red that made it seem like the sky was burning. The bright and dark sky highlighted the silhouette of the trees, creating a high contrast picture of a post-apocalyptic world, dark shapes of soldiers scurrying around, preparing for a battle in a series of neverending battles in a long protracted war.

Returned home at 1 plus last night, booked out at 12am. =.= Had lunch with Eliza today, then off to val's place. I alighted at the wrong place because of misintepreted instructions. =\ BBQ was ok I guess. Mugalos in the BBQ pit doing the work, Uni people in the living room, TKD people in her room. Happy Birthday val! Sorry I didn't get you anything. =X

He lay on his back, watching the sky. The leaves on the trees gently swayed in an overhead breeze that didn't reach the ground. Little birds swooped and darted around, symbols of freedom. The sky was a clear brilliant blue,and white puffy clouds drifted across the sky. He was smelly, dirty and sweaty. He hadn't bathed in 4 days. His wet clothes were slowly drying in a sure to stink method. It amused him how the world could be both beautiful and disgusting at the same time.