Hallo ihr alle da draussen...finally...the beginning of the end has come...Today was the first day of commissioning parade rehearsals...just Friday afternoon we checked in to Delta Wing...(again!)...i must say that without the infantry dudes around (they were at some talk. bah.) the whole wing seems bloody haunted. But it was nice seeing the instructors again after what seemed like eons. (Bloody seems so even if it's only for 19 weeks.) sigh.
Everything seems different yet strangely familiar...the instructors haven't changed...talked a bit to Tiger...said hi to Angster...and Staff Phillip talked to us already about helping him out (y'know...help me to help you...) yeah...that hasn't changed so much! What's changed is perhaps the mood at Delta. As Jason put it...'This place is positively evil and i shall purge it...' I think Delta lost some of its homeliness...To me...it was a home because...after awhile...we all got so much shit together that we all became brothers...really...don't you believe it? So much so that i think we actually made the place actually habitable by the fact that everyone knew everyone else, and you could count on most of the folks.
Everything's just focussed now on one small point. One insignificant afternoon, yet a highlight in our lives. A day where all our friends, family and loved ones will come to SAFTI/MI to watch us in our dress uniform on that parade square. A day which will see us throwing our peak caps and berets into the sky and knowing that after everything we finally pulled through. A day of immeasurable pride and honour. A day where we will face the challenges of being an officer in the face. Shiny, chromed bayonets. M16 rifles. Mirror-shined boots. Horseshoes clicking on the pavement. Our parade.
Until then...
'You swine! Bloody maggots! Psychosis eating your brain! GIMME GIMME TWENTY!'
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