Tired.... tired... tired.... and tired...
man, just woke up from a long 4 hour sleep in the afternoon... and i'm still wanting more of it. or need it actually... yes i am that tired, the combination of lack of sleep from 2 days straight taking a big toll. yesterday i nearly fell asleep while doing normal stuff, today i immediately knocked out upon reaching back from pullback from duty area. the night before was fuckin' cold, lousy weather, lousy weathershed. the sky was orange all the while, but you couldn't tell whether i was gonna rain immediately or not. it did... at about 4 in the morning. i didn't catch sleep at all throughout that night, was not comfy with the weather and that creepy weathershed...
to make things worse, just when we were about to dismount and what we usually call it 'fuck off' from there, the black one had to do some briefing for us. a lengthy one, nearly half hour to be more exact. he was bringing out how he was unhappy, how me supposedly knew everything before hand (yeah right, motherfucker), some history, what he planned to do, the reason behind all these.... yadayada blah blah bang bang... almost throughout the speech i was practically half-asleep and trying to not fall down and collapse and snore immediately. today, the almost same thing happened, but this morning he was fuming about the other shift guys being caught for gambling in the barrack. Yes, it's Extras season time, extra duties being given out like free money. Boy he must be getting quite high from telling ppl,"I give you xx extra duties. (shows the no. figure)" SO... things are even now, both shifts with guys doing extras, wee.
dun wanna mention about my duty last night, nothing much to say actually just that there's a lot of activity going around and prevented me from zzz... back home i almost immediately concussed after taking the shower, uninterrrupted sleep till now.
looking again at this month's duty roster, i think i'm gonna be quite shacked out man. packed full with duties all the way, with extras squeezed in between. just 6 more months to ORD, guess it's time to run through the gauntlet on the final stretch here.
It's dinna time baby, i'm outta here.
to make things worse, just when we were about to dismount and what we usually call it 'fuck off' from there, the black one had to do some briefing for us. a lengthy one, nearly half hour to be more exact. he was bringing out how he was unhappy, how me supposedly knew everything before hand (yeah right, motherfucker), some history, what he planned to do, the reason behind all these.... yadayada blah blah bang bang... almost throughout the speech i was practically half-asleep and trying to not fall down and collapse and snore immediately. today, the almost same thing happened, but this morning he was fuming about the other shift guys being caught for gambling in the barrack. Yes, it's Extras season time, extra duties being given out like free money. Boy he must be getting quite high from telling ppl,"I give you xx extra duties. (shows the no. figure)" SO... things are even now, both shifts with guys doing extras, wee.
dun wanna mention about my duty last night, nothing much to say actually just that there's a lot of activity going around and prevented me from zzz... back home i almost immediately concussed after taking the shower, uninterrrupted sleep till now.
looking again at this month's duty roster, i think i'm gonna be quite shacked out man. packed full with duties all the way, with extras squeezed in between. just 6 more months to ORD, guess it's time to run through the gauntlet on the final stretch here.
It's dinna time baby, i'm outta here.
posted by Tommy at 6:31 PM
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