my ambivalent attitude

Thursday, May 25, 2006

It's during all-so-familiar days like these when there is an unanticipated surge in the number of UIP platoons marching around, singing hoarsely sickening Army songs and suffering stoically under the clutches of the sergeants that I am reminded of the gratifying truth that ORD is within sight and more than 1 year has passed since that fateful day when I was shipped to 3 Sig from SI. Indeed, this is the last lap to the end of the race and I am trudging hard, shuffling my sore feet along while maintaining my routine breathing. Whenever I feel like breaking down under the savages of the lifelessness and inanity of the camp, it is this conviction that serves as a palliative to salve my pain and anger.

scribbled at 8:11 PM