after nearly one and a half weeks of walking around the sunny island of tekong with a heavy field pack was a traumatising experience for me, sitting down watching the night sky lit with stars in a sweaty long 4 never felt so good. so much so i was on the verge of tears when we overshot and reached SISPEC that fateful night. sorry to those who had to bear with my nagging and moaning. i learned that my mental strength is really weak, one of those people that can't think well when i am shagged. i also learned that morale can sometimes be more important than rations. because near the end of this all i did not feel tired, ok i was tired physically but my morale reached an unprecedented high and i felt real good. to all men of strike team 1, i salute you. before i could finish my share you all took mine and you raided real good like ops.
really proud of you guys.

i also saw her today outside paragon. dared not look at her, i nearly dare not post this down, but probably did because i don't feel anything anymore.
yes i'm not gay, and am not intending to be gay, though i am not easily interested in people of the fairer sex, it's just me.