It’s my last day of the work week in camp and I decided to do a little bit of blogging from one of the computers. It’s been a good and easy week I would say. There are a couple of crop-ups but nothing too major and nothing less than exciting to solve. (Sorry, I love it when things go haywire.)
There are, however, down moments. Moments that made people feel discouraged about, I won’t go into the specifics but I think it’s a good opportunity to watch how people react when they have lower morale. I couldn’t help observing what my friends do.
I don’t really get upset as much as they would because I’m leaving the bloody place anyway. Our commanders have been talking and making decisions about us without actually hearing from us. They didn’t care and I dislike someone making such crucial decisions for us without even listening to us speak.
We are powerless and often get played around. Some army commanders talk the nicest thing to you, tell you about welfare but they behave differently in front of their commanders. I find those commanders hypocritical.
Unfortunately, plans would still likely go ahead and it would be unbenefiting to my platoon-mates. I watch them look all glum while walking to the army cookhouse, I don’t really know what to say to them. “Have faith with bureaucracy,” I consoled them.
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Tags: national service, personal