so my troopers do their gunnery training in another camp where there’s a simulator and it happens that everytime they go, i’m sent to supervise. so everytime we go, there’s a staff sergeant there who never fails to fuck us for just about everything. and it just pisses me off because everytime we get screwed its supposed to reflect on me being in charge and that’s fucking unfair to me. this latest time he wants to write a letter and let the whole saf know how lousy and incompetent my men are and i’m bloody annoyed because it honestly isn’t true. it’s not as if they miss every damn target and all the mistakes he pointed out could have been avoided if he had outlined some expectations beforehand. stuff like this gets me all worked up, until i have to remind myself that i’m an nsf and that i don’t have to give shit if i don’t want to.
by this time tomorrow, i’ll be gathering at the airport to go off to australia. i’m really not the slightest bit afraid now. but it’s a bit sian because of all the stores we gotta do once we’re there. then we have to go through the customs again where they’re gonna open all the duffel bags we laboured so hard to pack. its all these stupid pointless things that really waste your time that really eats your morale. aside from that though, i feel pretty alright. there isn’t any fear of chionging, because there probably isn’t a lot for me to endure there. the only feeling is probably just the go-there-and-get-it-done-and-over-with sentiment because i do know that when i touch down again on this side my army life is just about done and i can finally sit back and let others take over the reigns.
i think i’m way more bummed out by the fact that i’m gonna lose more than half my friends in camp now. they’re all gonna achieve divine ord status when we come back while i’m still trapped. i’m not even jealous that they’re going to ord, i’m just gonna miss their being around. lightstrike’s going to be a way less exciting place without them. some of these guys have been like my closest friends over the past year, and they’ve made my time in guards more than bearable and at times even enjoyable.
bye guys, life won’t be the same without you.
