Damn, I'm so busy I don't have time to write a proper entry. My legs are so wobbly now after running 16 kilometers at East Coast Park yesterday and doing Mass P.T, runninf 3 kilometer, in the morning.
And last but not least, to become a pacer to one of my bunkmates for SOC later in the afternoon. Of course, I felt that I've been really used throughout the entire month.
I can't stop complaining. I thought after having to pass my IPPT and SOC, I can rest in the bunk, without them 'touching' me but I was so wrong.
I had to do so many covers and I'm getting tired of it. And when I have no covers to do, they will ask me to pace the others who have not passed their SOC.
Sigh. What kind of world am I living in?
On a lighter and happier note, I do not have any more medical duties this month.
So I just want to say something personal.
Sergeant Stephen, I don't think you're even fit to be even called a sergeant. You tried to be the stern one, the ruthless one. You are always pushing us to our limits. You played with your rank. You abused it.
Now, I don't think you are fit to be a sergeant.
Fancy masturbating in camp. Chances of you reading this entry is very low. But chances of the other medics reading this entry is very high.
