As the days go by, I've more or less gotten accustomed to the life in MP Command or rather accustomed mentally anyway. The close combat training were rather fun though. The occasional muscle aches do bother me and recently a sharp pain in my shin is hindering my runs. At this rate, my record of never reporting sick or excusing myself from any activity since enlistment might have a blemish soon.
Prior to my birthday which would be in camp, we went for a movie [Monga] the weekend before. The movie was alright but rather predictable. A typical film about buddies getting involved with triads. F and C got me a PSP and a Punching Bag respectively for my birthday. These things don't come cheap. Looks like I'll have to return the favours soon. I've exhausted every drip of brain juice I have in my possession but can't seem to come up with any good ideas.
I'll be having my train fire package soon. While I do covet the monetary award and the badge, I must be realistic given my night-blindness. I'll be going over to Detention Barracks this week to observe the management of the place. Not really looking forward to it as I've went in before for an orientation tour and the stuffiness of the place can kill. To make matters worse, our field camp comes after that. I'm sure I've expressed my hate for outfield activities before but it never gets old for me.
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