Back for a weekend

I’m back for a weekend with abrasions and muscle aches. I’m sick of playing mind games with morons and vomited blood at their still-childish behaviours (if only I counted the number of times I rolled my eyes and gave a secret bitch face). I literally fell sick and coughed blood, I want to get better before heading outfield for 3 days next week. I couldn’t even enjoy my McSpicy meal just now – just when I thought I could eat fries with a vengeance. This doesn’t feel like reservist at all. It feels like army never ended for me.

But I like my bunk. First time ever!

Thanks for all the calls and entertaining my random smses.

I’m waiting for my laundry to be done, going to concuss in bed, and hoping to meet some friends tomorrow before heading back to frolic in the jungle.