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15 April 2007
yesterday's training was like sheeeeet.i'm a reserve!
fancy drill was nice though.it's felt sucky.but it was better than being in the contingent.
handling two rifle at one time seems to be such a cool thing. all you did was shake head.
rotted at cp for 936865years.no one ever did recognise the effort.
and i simply hate the way you denied me.
went home.with a heavy heart.
trying to sleep.but images of npdp kept flashing through my mind.
groaned from 1920 till 0030.and i cant forget everything.
can someone buy me dinnnnnnnner?
and sorry if i had thrown your face.but it seems like you never held expectations on me
so you probably wont give a damn.
00:45
