I feel my whole body sag in relief. 5 days of torturous training in the middle of the forest. Thank god he's back! He talked to me about his experience, complained
to me about how tough it was and how he wanted to cry when he listens to Michael Buble's Home. He has never been so manja and sweet to me before. (He's not that sort). I mean, in some ways yes but only when we were fooling or joking around. But this time is serious. It moved me. Friends behind were complaining. I even heard someone said, "I'm going to talk until the next morning!" Haha. So we hung up. Imagine one whole batallion fighting over one goddamn public phone. Heh. Bye Bye!