i told you i'd survive didnt i!
when i came to know of my reservist, i was really dreading it. the day before my reservist, i was seriously feeling damn fucked up having to pack all my stuff. and at 6.15am the next day while i was waiting for a cab to my camp, i was DAMN depressed.
2 weeks of shit again. what a waste of time. i rather be at work.
and now it's over.
to a certain extent, i kinda miss it. HAHAHAHA!!! i know!! sick right!!
bu seriously, it wasnt as bad as i expected it to be. generally it was great fun. met up with old friends, caught up on each others life. just pure random chit chat. talk cock. act retarded. play card games. complained about the food. complained about the sun, the rain, everything. catch up on my reading. disturb people.
i mean of course there were army stuff to do, but i'm only mentioning HAPPY moments here.
in the end, there were some parts that were not so happy but that didnt matter cause the happy times overshadowed them. its like going to a bad restaurant with your friends. you complain about the food, the service and the price, but in the end you make do with it cause what matters is that you had great company.
btw, i wasnt paid for writing this.
(^_^)V
alijoe
