tristane

Seven weeks in, and things are starting to roll pretty well. No time to write though, the short forty-eight hours I have to maintain some staggering form of personal life is mostly spent on other things. Tonight I will probably end up by Ariman's with a beer or two and some good company, and then it will all be over again.

I did get some pictures though. It was fun to go through the past weeks again, even though most of them are from 2nd and 3rd group since that's where the photographers live. But there it was, tihe first time at the shooting range, battle practice, the ice lake bath, all the short but sweet moments off in the lodging.
We're twenty-three people left in the platoon. Twenty-three hard working aspiring officers, still on the road to the ranks that awaits the patient and stubborn. It is a hard life we're living, but spring is coming and we're starting to get used to the routines and the demands we are facing. In two weeks I will lead my group on a field mission, and considering how most things we learn - especially in the role as the group leader - are learned ad hoc I fear what kind of obstacles they will put in our way out there to test us. I don't want to fail that miserably, and being prepared I know I won't. I now have two weeks to make everything as smooth as possible.

I'll show that damned lieutenant.