5th wk of ocs completed. SOC is tough man. Totally. Lol, i juz realised im prolly a little below avg in terms of physical fitness in the wing. Then there's the express interest survey to c which do u wan to go to, either infantry or arty. Of course i chose arty. Hopefully i gt in. Darn my instructor kip scolding mi blur, hope tat doesnt dampen my chances. 8 more wks till tat day comes. I would luv to laugh at myself then. Dam it. Oh heck, first i gotta gt pass 3 field camps. First one comin up juz nxt wk. Which is tml to b exact. Back to tekong haha. Navigation n section training. Orh man. Hope it doesnt rain n gt all muddy. My section instructor is becoming nicer to us s in he doesnt punish us much nw. Bt darn he still thinks im blur. Perhaps i m i guess under pressure. One of my section mates had to do extra duty today on a wkend. He misses his gf dearly and sang Kiss Goodbye. Btw he' s a great singer. I felt fer him. I was sure a few others felt the way i did too. Rite nw im listening to the song. Emo song. Even more if u were him. I hope he gts to spend his time well outside. Nxt wk field camp. Argh. Infantry here i continue on. Alrite dude hopefully u r rite. I guess i will juz take things s they come.

Book in time is approaching. Oh well. Time passes quickly when u bk out bt nt when u bk in. I guess the onli sensible reason is prolly cause u onli bk out fer a day out of seven. My knees seem to b slightly giving mi trouble. This friday's my ippt proper. I gotta gt a gold to buy myself a tic to bkout on time. Otherwise, argh. Section training agn this wed, day and nite. Dunnoe hw its gona b like. On i will go. Never to turn back again. I swear.

Cool. A day where i prolly used the most vulgarities in my entire life. And all in 15 mins or so. Sometimes i relly dunnoe if its beta to get confined in camp or come back home. Time relly flies. Juz went out fer lunch n i came bak at 6 plus. And tonite's my last nite bfore goin bak to my second home. Argh...both homes juz dun seem the perfect home. Mayb im a problem kid. Mayb im a problem person. Mayb, and prolly, im an s.

I thought it thru n thru fer the past 3 wks. Was i rdy to go thru tough times fer the nxt 9 mths to b who i think i wld like to b? Seeing many gone thru wat awaited mi has given mi motivation yet discouragement. How i wished i had more of my fellow frens to accompany on this long journey. I guess i will juz go on step by step. 22nd september wld b a fun day. I wld like to c hw i wld go past tat day. Feelin sm pain in my knee. One of my frens went out of course ytd due to ankle n knee injuries. Ouch. Short-term goal = 22nd september. No wait. Shorter-term goal = to bkout everytime i can and b confinement-free. If i ever bcome a commander in the future, i swear wif my life, they will nt suffer like i did yet b s well trained s i wld like them to b. To lead, to excel, to overcome. That is mi, hopefully.

Alas. Its tough. Wat a huge culture shock, in a bad sense that is. Facing the floor fer abt an average of a hundred times a day has becoming a daily occurence in our curriculum. Regimentation my name, punishment my game. It doesnt help tat i hav one of the most strict instructors in the wing. My life juz gets b-a-tter and b-a-tter. Oh well. 3 wks. 9 more mths. Cool huh. So there my new nick. 2 more days and back to school. Bkouts on saturdays and sundays onli. No more friday ones. I juz hav to get use to it huh. Mr. President, I will c u on the parade square come next year.