Exit the Dragon

All muscles and joints busted. Body roasted to a crisp, courtesy of 39 degree fever. That's what happened after 24km, then drill squad and then immediately running back to form-up area for GP.

YES we didn't drop any rifles.

I dreamt I was posted to police. Now I really wouldn't mind that.

In the event that something like that doesn't happen and if I happen to be thrown to Guards or Infantry or AI, maybe I'd actually consider the NUS med application seriously. 5+ years of civilian life (better still, studying life) followed by lepak at MOCC and various medical centres sounds like a nice prospect to the side of me who doesn't really like chionging around as a spec or other army lifeform in the middle of assorted jungles.