I survived field camp!

Aching shoulders. Heavy field pack. Muddy boots. Sweaty uniform. Face covered in shades of green and black. Your wife (rifle) slung over your shoulders. Helmet that never seems to fit properly. Sweltering sun. Freezing cold nights. Uncomfortable shell scrapes (holes you dig in the mud for you to lie in and hide). Blisters on your hands and legs. A whole lot of mud and sand to accompany you. Nasty commanders. Painful knees caps from kneeling on rocks. Legs that never seem to stop moving. Shitting & peeing (literally) in the middle of the jungle. Being emotional in the midst of the bushes. Eating field rations. Nice buddies that motivates you on. A whole new experience.

That basically sums up most of the key things that I experienced during my field camp. It was seriously not an easy task. I tried my best. Which resulted in the emotional breakdown when the commanders said some words to us. Its seriously a whole new thing to me to experience. My knees are injured from all the kneeling. I need a break from the army. 6 more weeks to the end of this misery.

Oh, and I need a massage badly too.

I don't want to elaborate too much about field camp.

Experiencing it is better than explaining it in words.

Like what mummy said, no matter how much you pay, you can't experience it.

Add On:
At least I have something to look forward to now. After the talk with Rafael, not only do I look forward to finishing my BMT in 6 weeks and passing out, I can also look forward to receiving an acceptance letter from the SPF. I really hope my dream will come true.