In a few million blinks of my eye, i've reached the 1/4 mark of NS life.
forecast from now till jan next year looks pack to the brim.
the pressure, stress and frustration jocks me on my shoulders, steering me to who knows where?
the days are long, the tasks that we need to do are often pointless...mental fortitude with some humour helps, Not that hard to think of everything here as a joke with my short tongue segeant major and bunkmate with man boobs hah.
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