army daze 2

I am booking in in like 5 hrs time, and since I am essentially aimless now, I shall continue my blogging.
So its been 2 weeks in BMT, and life's still going on great.

I remembered the hair shaving event being rather uneventful? It was supposed to be symbolic in making all recruits of "equal standing" since everyone will look the same. It is also supposed to keep up with the regimental style of the army - at least it is what I view about hair shaving. However, when I sat there, paid $2 (very economical for the volume of hair shaved you know) and saw clumps of black strands dropping down, I just thought to myself: "Well this is it?" I think what struck me more is the glaring blankness and the sudden drop in pressure on my head rather than the symbolic meanings that should follow this "rite". But yea, for once you will appreciate hair alot - not of their aesthetic value but rather for their ability to shelter your head from the sun and heat? First time I see in the army ppl get sunburn on their head - you guess, they became red heads :P

Anyway the good thing about army is its tremendous ability to keep you occupied 24/7. No need to fear about being out of job, no need to think about grades, no need to worry about having the spend money, no need to ponder over the night's activities (after work), and hence no need to emo. Even if one had a girlfriend to worry about, there's the nightly routine of calling her after lights out, so it shouldn't be of paramount concern. Really, you just live your life day by day, book out, slack, book in, pumping, book out, slack, book in, training. It is a cycle, vicious or not you decide. Its like the Chinese saying: 得过且过
This is really akin to us being in school. Many at times we grumble mumble about the drudgery of school, but once school ended all of us are plunged from no time to too much time - we do not know what to do with our own time? Ok, by now most of normal us, if not all, would have found a job and hence our lives have shifted to a work-life routine - apart from those sick scholars who are now overseas and studying imba shit, but still at the bottom of our hearts we know this life won't be one we will want to take on eventually, and there again the planning has to start once more. Grah why won't our lives be laid out before us?

tata, my brain's exhausted. GG my mental capabilities are shutting down. Oh noes.