The days are turning draggy.
The only thing that actually keeps me
going is looking forward to a short but precious
bookout each weekend.
A small and insignificant mistake might
just shatter all hope of returning to civillian
life.
They strut around, mocking and punishing
you for their own personal pleasure. When
questioned, act blur, keep quiet. For all that
comes forth from your mouth is absolutely wrong.
Smile because you're asked to, jump because
you have to, run because you'll never stop.
Each time they tell us we are going through easy
peasy stuff. I cannot imagine how command school
is like.
[ Mosh the Toemato ] 11:15:00 PM
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After an eye-opening week of roughing it out
in the "jungle", making new friends with extremely
large wild boars and sleeping with centipedes, I return
back home only to find out I had to sleep on the floor.
My sister has invited 2 Chinese girls over for a 1 week
student exchange program. Now whatever did they do that for?!
Its fine that I sleep on my bedroom floor. But I cannot walk
around half naked no more.
There's no time to be friendly, I'll be transported back to
the machine world by tonight anyways. Everything there is
a routine, a repeated repetition of really red radios.
The big fat irony is that I being all that patriotic serving
my nation as a chao recruit, is deprived the simple joy
of watching the National day parade! Hah.
I really appreciate that my girl spends every weekend with me.
I love you.
[ Mosh the Toemato ] 8:32:00 AM
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