Whiney-ness
(I shall continue the other post at some point, not that I think anyone actually bothered reading it)
Argh! I am now officially...scared...and...ahdistunut. That's the only word that can describe my mieliala. Ahdistunut! (I know I lost some of you, but meh). Next week = camp all week. I know I should take these things cheerfully, but for some reason I can't seem to bring myself to it. It's as if...well...we've been through crap this last month, and I know that the crap of the recruit-period is coming to and end. 27th of August, in Dragsvik - be there from 10-13, and you might catch a glimpse of me marching with KJK. At this time, we'll become official Jaegers, or whatever. As it were, the end of the G-period ("grundperioden" = boot camp) happens then, and the S-period starts ("Specialiseringsperioden" = we become specialised in something). Supposedly, the S-period will be easier on us...so...there's basically just next week's camp, as a sort of evil finale to the whole thang. It'll rain all the time, and we'll be hungry, and sleepy, and broken...
Fneeeeeegh!
Ah well. I feel better now. Insh'allah, or however it's spelled. If Allah wills it, I'll survive. Not to say I'm a Muslim, but Fatalism seems to suit me right now. I shall say but threeo more words : tetsning i nasse. (aright, since I'm so nice to ye non-swedish speakers : this means combining the evil of crawling with the evil of the gas-mask. We'll be doing a lot of that)
*hobbles off to edit his other entries to make 'em smaller and thus not so space-taking*
Argh! I am now officially...scared...and...ahdistunut. That's the only word that can describe my mieliala. Ahdistunut! (I know I lost some of you, but meh). Next week = camp all week. I know I should take these things cheerfully, but for some reason I can't seem to bring myself to it. It's as if...well...we've been through crap this last month, and I know that the crap of the recruit-period is coming to and end. 27th of August, in Dragsvik - be there from 10-13, and you might catch a glimpse of me marching with KJK. At this time, we'll become official Jaegers, or whatever. As it were, the end of the G-period ("grundperioden" = boot camp) happens then, and the S-period starts ("Specialiseringsperioden" = we become specialised in something). Supposedly, the S-period will be easier on us...so...there's basically just next week's camp, as a sort of evil finale to the whole thang. It'll rain all the time, and we'll be hungry, and sleepy, and broken...
Fneeeeeegh!
Ah well. I feel better now. Insh'allah, or however it's spelled. If Allah wills it, I'll survive. Not to say I'm a Muslim, but Fatalism seems to suit me right now. I shall say but threeo more words : tetsning i nasse. (aright, since I'm so nice to ye non-swedish speakers : this means combining the evil of crawling with the evil of the gas-mask. We'll be doing a lot of that)
*hobbles off to edit his other entries to make 'em smaller and thus not so space-taking*