This week has been hectic. In a way that it stresses you to think of the upcoming exercises. Not to mention the various duties we have to perform every day as a Duty Sergeant (DS), or every month as a Company Orderly Sergeant (COS) or guard commander. It'll take me a little more time to get used to the lifestyle. It has privileges, no doubt, but I don't want to get extras for nothing.

If I was a singer-songwriter, this would be how I'd put it.

::: Song of the Day :::
Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what's going on

Still a little bit of your ghost, your weakness
Still a little bit of your face I haven't kissed
You step a little closer each day
I can’t say what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love, taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannonball

Still a little bit of your song in my ear
Still a little bit of your words I long to hear
You step a little closer to me
So close that I can't see what's going on

Stones taught me to fly
Love, taught me to lie
Life taught me to die
So it's not hard to fall
When you float like a cannon..
Stones taught me to fly
Love, taught me to cry
So come on courage
Teach me to be shy
'Cause it's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna scare her
It's not hard to fall
And I don't wanna lose
It's not hard to grow
When you know that you just don't know
| Damien Rice - Cannonball |