tristane

Haven't had much time to write lately. Officer school started Monday, and my naive assumption that we would have internet access quickly came to an abrupt end. We have been doing seventeen hour days for the last week. To call the past week intense is putting it mildly. The closest description would rather be "completely and utterly insane".
From the moment we got there the drilling started. We got uniforms, our AK5-C weapons, lots of books, winter coats, battle wests, hemets and about a trillion different accessories. There were excercise, beep tests, hearing tests and lots and lots of classes in every different aspect of the military.

The thing is we are the first batch of "volountary soldiers", people who applied to be in the army as opposed to the usual way of having all the eighteen years old guys come in and have mandatory military training. This is the most revolutionary thing to happen in modern history of the Swedish Defence. Everybody's eyes are on us. The Military Commander in Chief (not as in the president of the country but the head of the whole military organization) sent his personal greetings the other day and hoped that we liked it and that he would follow our progress with great interest.

That's pretty big.

My train leaves in less than an hour, and although it takes me about four minutes to get to the station I thought I'd stop by to get something to drink at the store first. I still have a two hour trip before I'm there.