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So the course's finally come to an end. Nothing much; I guess the highlight of the week was the 28km march through friday night and saturday morning (thank goodness for vaseline, though I'm still suffering from a raw pinkie toe, and sore feet). I fell asleep while walking, didn't know that was possible before - but live and learn! What happened was, I walked off the track into a puddle and fell in, getting my knees slightly muddy (well it was only a puddle). That cold impact woke me up for maybe half a minute, and I was back to sleepwalking. Slept during the parade too, standing at attention; I know at one point I jolted myself awake by falling backwards a step and trying desperately to grab at air for support. Incredible. But I can't beat the golf coy guy in the front row who collapsed in POP, lmao.

Let me see what else there was- the usual last night camo/powder/colgate parties... slept through the whole thing as always. I got my hair and feet camo-ed green while fast asleep; woke up angstily at 4:45am groaning and made the fatal error of putting my hand on my hair. C'est la vie; got up and washed it off. Must say my hair's grown back and actually looks kinda half-decent now!

Nothing much else in the last week. Well yes, posting; I got posted to engineers - possibly the only cool thing about it is the blue beret you get ^^ and it's supposedly a short course - something like 2 months. I can live with 8 weeks of crap for a sergeant rank, that's not too bad. But if I got it wrong and it's any longer... -.-

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Well yes, thank fuck I'm escaping at least some of my bunkmates. Some are nice; others are utter turds. Wankers in the literal and metaphorical sense; we've got a deep-pak paki (PR here i think) who can't keep his hands off those places where the sun don't shine. Same guy brings in porn on his PSP. And amazingly, he's incredibly self-righteous about it - it's "maturity". Another one - my "buddy" or rather the unfortunate sinner who's on bed 2 - smokes in the bunk, toilet, corridors, everywhere. I've gotten sick of hearing his voice, he's an idiot with the mental age of a kindergarten kid. Voice loud enough to wake the dead, grammar beyond atrocious. Always banging on about "you 6 A's how can dunno ___" or "you 6 A's, complain, sergeant sure listen one" - just try to parse that sentence! Unfortunately he's an engineer; army regular. Might bump into him in the engineer course again, fux.

Well at least I've crept up the food chain from private to corporal; in practical terms that means a $100 pay rise. W00t more bucks to finance my book-buying profligacy!