D-day has come

The past week was quite relaxed, less those shiong drill lessons and frantic packing of stuff to send over to the training camp.

"NO GOOD! NO GOOD! WE WILL DO IT AGAIN",the School Sergeant Major's (SSM) voice blasts through the parade square. As with any drill lessons, we must be disciplined and our attire must be up to the standard. "YOU'RE RUSHING! YOU'RE RUSHING! SLOW DOWN!", these words remind me of a semula (back to previous position) dreadful, but nonetheless we must comply. All we can think of is to quickly finish it and back to rest we go. "AH YOU'RE GETTING IT, GOOD GOOD!", a sigh of relief.

Squeezing all those stuff into our duffle bag is no easy task, though possible its a laborious task. We unpacked and repacked many times to take things out, and to make sure everything fits. CURSES! how to fit 2x1.5L water bottles into the bag which is bursting at its seams. "HOW HOW HOW!" echoes throughout the bunk. Ok ultimately I was able to squeeze 2x boots 2x 1.5L waterbottle and everything else. This made me worried, why i can do it others cannot did i miss out something? It is seriously worrisome. Anything i didn't put inside certainly means i am in for some deep shit. Its scary.

I will be going away for 3 weeks, so i will update again when i'm back ^_^.