Day 18 7:17a.m 1st dep. site
The sun is beginning to rise, birds atarting to chirp and the heat dissipating the cold from last night. Sleeping in the MB wasn't aas comfortable as I expected so I slept on the stretcher by the side of the MB. Time was around 11p.m and I could see hundreds os stars; big and small, bright and dim, creating a panorama like nothing I've ever seen. And as I closed my eyes, returning to sleep, I'm ever so grateful to God for his creations, big and small.

1:25p.m 1st dep. site
'Prepare to move' orders came in through the comms from PC at around noon. Soon he came back and gave a briefing to the platoon. We'll be forming up at the conc. area at 1700 where we'll be brought to the landing zone. From there the 1st mission starts and will end at 0800 the next morning. The heat today is bearable compared to yesterday. Haven't been eating enough. Only had a fruit bar and milo in the morning.
And I begin to switch off,
first my mouth; I don't wish to talk, eating's a hassle.
my limbs slowly failing; they refuse to work, every load weighs a tonne.
and now my mind; no longer am I capable of thinking, tangible or not all merge into one.
and as my whole body weighs down on me,
my sensation's slowly fading, I drift into an unknown state.
God, please help me.

4:30p.m bn. conc. area
Just arrived at the conc area. Dunno when we're moving off again. Can I assume that this isn't the landing zone? I'm not sure, just as I'm not sure where the rest of the bn is. With the umpires around, there's a lot of people... infamiliar faces all squeezing into vehicles. Thank goodness the sun is setting. As darkness approaches, their faces will be dark... I don't wish to be reminded of where I am.

6:06p.m bn conc. area
Still here! Heard that we're moving off at 1830. Have been sitting in the MB for nearly 2 hrs and now feeling damn bored. Ate only a pack of biscuits just now. Hope that I can survive a few more days of not eating a lot.
Being outfield just drains me.
As the vehicles geared up,
switched on their lights,
my world is about to be pushed.
Once again I'm on my own,
my mission is always the same.
while theirs might change.
Hours and days bear no more meaning.
Seconds never existed.
Just when will the time come,
when my world would be pushed,
pushed to the edge.
Just when will I fall?