Of Grenades And The Lost

The past week wasnt that bad, honestly. I met up with a few friends, and one very special person. Its always emotionally soothing when you find that someone youd once give the world for is still alive and well. And youd know that the things Ive said before, again and again still stands. That is, Im STILL here for you. Im only a call away.

And not forgetting catching up with yet another special person to tie up some loose ends. Hah, I somehow always find it amusing that the people I give a shit about are usually surprised to find that I do in fact care, and would actually show that I did! Hahaha!

*****

Live grenade throwing was fun! From the training shed 100 meters away, when we heard the first grenade go off, it was like ,"Omg are they throwing grenades or fucking nukes?"

I swear, the explosion is like the deep growl of an angry god. Its no where like in counterstrike, with big flames and fire and bullshit, but much more like in tom clancys Rainbow Six, where theres a sharp crack like lightning followed by the reverberation of the thunder throughout the forested area.

It has to be the biggest pity that there was no blind (a sorta dud grenade that didnt explode) cuz if there was the boom-boom specialists would take out C4 to blow the blind up.

And that would have been an even bigger boom.

Damn.