Sunday, March 26, 2006

I'm out for the weekend again. And sadly, today is sunday again.

Fridays and Sundays always feels weird for me, mixed emotions.

On fridays, I always hope to stay in camp. But on sundays, I'll hate going back.

Life in camp has become a routine, everyday is the same, so similar that I'm so damn used to it.

I just hope someone dies from PT soon, or at least knock out, so that PT won't be so tough anymore. Fucking hate PT on the tracks.

2100hr booking in.

breezed in at 12:14 PM