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Saturday
CAT enrollment. 7:00 AM SHARP
What. The. Fuck.
[btw, before you read the rant, please, just please.. know that CAT means something like a military....thingy. It's a "preparation for military service".. Other people like to think of it as hell on earth.]
I unknowingly woke up at 6:00 AM and I had to srsly hustle through the house to prepare... I didn't even eat breakfast, I just chucked down a paracetamol tablet to ward off the headaches that I had the other night. My dad drove me to school and I barely had time to memorize an essential bit of information that was literally our lifeline. (We'll be punished if we hadn't memorized it yet.
They called us to the mud-stricken field that could be easily mistaken for a swamp. We had to exercise. Exercise and any other pronoun that includes me don't go well in a sentence together.
We had to do push-ups and squat and twist and squirm and nearly die on that field.
And I didn't eat breakfast. I was like ZOMF-ing murderous at the moment yet, no, I didn't imagine the CAT officers dying a horrible, painful, death. (Although I admit, It would've been easier to vent out anger that way.
Plenty of people had to fall out of the ranks because they can't take it anymore. I , on the other hand, was able to gloat that I din't have to be taken back to our home in a body cast in an ambulance.
and well.. yeah.. That's pretty much all... except.
Sunday.
Ear piercing day & Shoe-buying day.
shit. shit. shit.
My legs failed me. My back hurted like I was whacked by a boat oar. I couldn't even roll over my bed to save my life so I just laid there. Staring at family members who were passing by my open door.
When we went to the mall, we had to go down a flight of stairs and I was like.. O_O wtf should I do?. In the end I clung to my mother's arm like an old granny crossing the street.
After we went around the mall, I had the sudden urge to buy earrings.. I found a pair of hoop earrings but they can't reach the lower tip of my earlobe becuase my first piercing hole was quite high. I ended up having my ears pierced again. As the lady who was piercing my ear raised the gun, I was thinking, Oh crap I can't shout vulgar words, and was obviously restraining the impulse to run to the opposite direction.
In the end, she pulled the trigger, I winced and that was it.. voila. My ears are pierced. XD
It did hurt though, because she poured alcohol on the earring before gunning it in. XP
I was not to remove them for a week until..
Monday.
*sigh*
My classmates are living, walking and talking assholes.[ well, most of them]. WAIT. let me correct that.. They weren't walking this day, they were limping. We all were. It's very amusing how you can see a whole Year level walking limping like constipated zombies.
We had another CAT training and I had to remove my earrings on the newly pierced piercings.. It hurt like WTF and I was like, scowling at some people.. XD (Yeah I find it amusing to scowl at people.)
Afterwards, when the blood around the hole was dried, I had to shove the earrings back in. But not before I placed them in alcohol to prevent infection. well, you can imagine how fucking painful that was.
so, yeah, that was pretty much everything. Thanks for reading my rant. like.... Fucking A..
CAT enrollment. 7:00 AM SHARP
What. The. Fuck.
[btw, before you read the rant, please, just please.. know that CAT means something like a military....thingy. It's a "preparation for military service".. Other people like to think of it as hell on earth.]
I unknowingly woke up at 6:00 AM and I had to srsly hustle through the house to prepare... I didn't even eat breakfast, I just chucked down a paracetamol tablet to ward off the headaches that I had the other night. My dad drove me to school and I barely had time to memorize an essential bit of information that was literally our lifeline. (We'll be punished if we hadn't memorized it yet.
They called us to the mud-stricken field that could be easily mistaken for a swamp. We had to exercise. Exercise and any other pronoun that includes me don't go well in a sentence together.
We had to do push-ups and squat and twist and squirm and nearly die on that field.
And I didn't eat breakfast. I was like ZOMF-ing murderous at the moment yet, no, I didn't imagine the CAT officers dying a horrible, painful, death. (Although I admit, It would've been easier to vent out anger that way.
Plenty of people had to fall out of the ranks because they can't take it anymore. I , on the other hand, was able to gloat that I din't have to be taken back to our home in a body cast in an ambulance.
and well.. yeah.. That's pretty much all... except.
Sunday.
Ear piercing day & Shoe-buying day.
shit. shit. shit.
My legs failed me. My back hurted like I was whacked by a boat oar. I couldn't even roll over my bed to save my life so I just laid there. Staring at family members who were passing by my open door.
When we went to the mall, we had to go down a flight of stairs and I was like.. O_O wtf should I do?. In the end I clung to my mother's arm like an old granny crossing the street.
After we went around the mall, I had the sudden urge to buy earrings.. I found a pair of hoop earrings but they can't reach the lower tip of my earlobe becuase my first piercing hole was quite high. I ended up having my ears pierced again. As the lady who was piercing my ear raised the gun, I was thinking, Oh crap I can't shout vulgar words, and was obviously restraining the impulse to run to the opposite direction.
In the end, she pulled the trigger, I winced and that was it.. voila. My ears are pierced. XD
It did hurt though, because she poured alcohol on the earring before gunning it in. XP
I was not to remove them for a week until..
Monday.
*sigh*
My classmates are living, walking and talking assholes.[ well, most of them]. WAIT. let me correct that.. They weren't walking this day, they were limping. We all were. It's very amusing how you can see a whole Year level walking limping like constipated zombies.
We had another CAT training and I had to remove my earrings on the newly pierced piercings.. It hurt like WTF and I was like, scowling at some people.. XD (Yeah I find it amusing to scowl at people.)
Afterwards, when the blood around the hole was dried, I had to shove the earrings back in. But not before I placed them in alcohol to prevent infection. well, you can imagine how fucking painful that was.
so, yeah, that was pretty much everything. Thanks for reading my rant. like.... Fucking A..