Today, I'm on the overnight duty in the troop. I'm to stay in the command control room overnight. This is my second overnight duty in the army.
It isn't a big deal. Just so you know, there are only a little paperworks to do. However, chances are that, due to distinct of the army, some tricky situations could come up.
In light of yesterday's tragedy, as of yesterday, the atmosphere in the army has become tense atmosphere overall. The most difficult thing during overnight duty is boredom. I'm trying to read or study something for now. As a result, it's already 1 a.m.
This duty will give me a day of rest tomorrow. I don't need to get to work. Moreover, I have a physical fitness test the day after tomorrow. You'll never guess how many times I went to work this month. To exaggerate, It was only natural for senior soldiers not to take responsibility.
The longer I've been in the army, the faster time has gone by. You may or may not believe it, but it's true for me. You would consider it is the same principle that aging feels much faster for older people than for younger people because older people have had lived longer.
Settings which were like disasters have been changed into somehow become normal. About how many times have I gone up and down the ladder to my bunk? I can't count anymore.
Actually, I didn't even try to count it at all.
Anyway, I can't predict what my circumstance will look like when I'm discharged. Oh well, at least, it will allow me to go to the convenience store whenever I want. By then, if only, I would be good at English!
This post has been longer than it used to be since I don't feel like finishing writing as well. For I want short grammatical correction feedback, I must end this writing.
That's kind of you to read this pointless post. Hope you have a nice rest of your day.