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Thursday, April 15, 2004 P226 range was very tiring, but shooting the pistol was a great experience. The recoil was quite heavy, but the pistol is damn accurate. Then again, at 25m, it's not easy to miss, but not that hard to either. Did better than I expected, I suppose I have the hours of FPS games to thank for that. TIred day today, tired day tomorrow. On the schedule is a drill lesson in preparation for the formation anniversary parade, then a major bunk reorganization, then a pistol to clean, live firing stores to sort out, return, put back, clean, etc, and next week's sweeps to prepare for. I'm overwhelmed once again by everything that's happening and going to happen, too dazed and too tired to complain. As always I'll be swept along by the flow, doing what needs to be done, reacting instead of acting, switch off my brain and follow my instinct. Either I've gone soft or life in 36 is really tough, because I wasn't like this before. Or was I? Now that I think about it, I've been going with the flow all the time while in school. I never gave much thought to the future, never tried to anticipate much, just took each day as it came, react by instinct to whatever happens. It is a sign of growth in me that I'm now more concerned with the future, that I can see how I'm moving with the flow. One must always see his own mistakes before he can correct them. Anyway I might be posting less come next week (not that I've been posting that often anyway). Rumours are rife that, after the bunk reorganization, us 3SGs' stay-out privileges will be revoked, beacuse they've apparently found enough beds for the lot of us. It means I'll be home less often, and since there's no easily available internet access in camp, I can't blog as often. I'll see what I can do to compensate for that... The list of blogs I'm reading grows.. It's surprising to find out just how many people I know keep blogs. And reading them reminds me of how long it's been since I last met them and how little I actually know about them. Reminds me of a song I picked up from some DDR game a long time ago. The lyrics mean something else altogether in the song but it oddly applies here as well, in a different context. The chorus went: "So many men/ So little time/ What can I do (repeat endlessly)". I hope you get what I mean. =P
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