The day had been so bizarre and exhausting as we came excited at the first day of COLT, a benefit for those who are unaware of what COLT stands for: Cadet's Officers Leadership Training.
At the end of the day, I had afforded my self of a big patch of bruise with maroon, bluish and purple lining surrounding it wholly. As the section marcher had expelled a great wind to announce the notable word: "humanay!!!", we all came rushing. And on the process of rushing, I was unfortunate to have collided my hustling feet in one of the canteen benches. And earned me a beautifully gruesome bruise. And it doesn't all end there, there's much more to come.
Square meals were terribly inducing an unappetizing feeling as we were made to balance a fruit on a shoulder and a half-empty open water bottle. That disturbing feeling that you should not topple the water bottle so as not to spill water to the person beside you, who he/she might highly be feeling that same way too.
Of course like I've said, we only had a taste of what the training's like since it's just the first day. More sun-burning to come as we parade under the scourging heat of the sun, more water splashing, more bruises scratches and so on... Since there are still ELEVEN days left, I assure you we've only seen a small phase of the training, and the worst has yet to come.
...*snickering*
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