My goodness. There really is too much to talk about. I knew this would happen... Next time I'm really going to jot my thoughts somewhere. Well... I'll try to make a start. See where we go from there.

Ok, remember how I was sick over Christmas? When I booked out on the 30th of December, I was still sick. As I type this, despite feeling much better, I'm still sick. I blame the camp environment from hampering the normal function of my immune system. Therefore I define the disease caused Army ImmunoDeficiency Syndrome. It started off with a sore throat and fever, progressed into a cough and runny nose. The medical officers in the camp fail. Gave me sore throat medicine? I still have a sore throat. On top of that, a few days after I came down with a cough. Pro huh.

The good thing is, for the last 5 days or so in camp, I didn't do any training, just sat around at the side with the sick people, having obtained an "attend B" status... "light duties only". So while people trained, I did stuff like sweep the area, area cleaning in general. Slack, but I felt sort of bad. My section guys were getting killed while I sat around sweeping the floor.

Now I'm just scared of what's going to happen when I go back to camp in a few hours time. Oh no, a few hours time. Crap. Anyway, technically, how it was supposed to work was this: The first 2 weeks in camp would be a confinement/adjustment period, and no one was supposed to be able to get out. Then first came the Hari Raya. 1 day off. Next came Christmas, 2 days off. By the time the New Year hit, the 2 weeks just ended. Which means from here on, I should be able to come back on weekends. Provided I don't get confined. Or get guard duty. Sigh.

Yeah, well life's been super hectic lately, I barely have time to do anything really. In camp it's just one huge rush to meet timings from morning to night, or risk getting punished, or worse: getting your whole platoon punished because of you. When I get back, there are countless administrative things I have to do, check my email, make calls to parents, wash my clothes, hang them to dry, pack my bag and get ready to leave again, polish my boots (LOL, cannot be bothered, although sooner or later i'm going to get killed for it) etc. Not much time for myself, even out of camp. Sad life.

My parents and sister flew back on the 28th, so Christmas was the last time I saw them... Quite emotional, but I think I'll be seeing my mum again in March sometime when I finish with my basic training. Until then... Just got to hold on.

To all you people in Melbuorne (who are probably everywhere else but), miss you guys a lot >.< not having a proper group of friends here is also taking a toll on me, although my section guys could probably pass for them, given time of course. Wonder how much longer I'll be able to last.

Alright, don't want to waste my last hour or so of freedom left, going to do something fun.

Happy 2008!