back. bback . back. from an almost-death week. true true true.
hope rest of the year willl be smooth ahead den.

threw grenade earlier in the week. shockwave was powerful. but everyone's lives were at stake. but nothing went wrong. fun and blah blah. got a short break from the National Day. was given a day break but wasnt given any chance to watch the parade. makes no sense.

came back. lightheaded. dont feel well. woke up with a fever of 38.8, continue with exercise and stuff. due to basic assault course. gotta to do it or else had to retake. fucked up. tolerate, my tolerance level had reached the maximum level already. my temperate manage to drop to 37.4
however sergeant wanted to see the temperature before his eyes, so i had to run up 5 levels to get my thermometer. as a i dashed out of the training shed, a van was driving towards my right direction. and bang! tat van screeched to halt. and the butch driver look retardily shocked.

i was too shagged to do anything. if public i will have fuck him or her. i-dont-know! butch!

sound ssilly rite. bang and how come im still here typing. but the whole company was stunned too. the sound was caused by my arm and the front of the van. i didnt fell down also. no feeling at all. superhuman u may think but i dont know wad really happen man. lifes fucked up anyway.

after BAC, fever came back. no choice had to see the medical officer for the first time. the whole person i ever seen in my life. no sense of urgency no sense of efficiency. and best part when i was already 38.7 degrees, i wasnt allow home. but only light duties. wao.

that night's sleep in bunk was horrendous. wee hours peeing was more frightening den anything. shower water can be heard. stupid thoughts everywhere. legs turned elephant and cant move. oh well, survive it and here im back.. back home.