Soldier's Entry #3
1st November 2012
Location: few miles east of Reykjavík, Iceland
Nothing of notice happened since my promotion but we did have our Halloween party yesterday! We weren't allowed to get into costumes but the female soldiers decided to paint their faces into a character, most were Lions and Tigers but only one went with a vampire, Private Ashley Koch. As the happy-goer of the platoon she bounced between huddles of soldiers but she spent most of her time with me as I was alone.
(I still feel sad about the nickname, like I've been a disappointment to them and a majority have showed their true colors to me in private but in front of our Drill Instructor they followed my orders without hesitation, I would report this behavior but I'm afraid I'll be labelled a snitch and push them further away from me....have no idea what to do.)
At the party, Private Ashley Koch tried to make me happy and to an extent she succeeded, we, played pool, darts and threw axes at each others heads before we went to dance; this is where everything went bad. The soldiers who weren't pleased with me didn't enjoy the fact that I was at the party even though both of our senior officers were there, they aimed to ruin my night. Initially they bumped into us, nearly tripped us and sometimes 'accidentally' poured drinks on me but thankfully they only targeted me.
Once the Senior officers left, they decided to go to my locker and expose my personal secrets, including this very own
Soldier's Diary; they crossed the line and everyone knew it. I reacted stubbornly and incorrectly, I threw a punch...multiple ones. I didn't care what would happen once we were separated I was taken over by anger, I wanted them to suffer for shouting my inner thoughts so far to the platoon, I didn't care about the others opinions....I feared that Ashley's opinion would change after she heard my feelings about the current situation, about her in general and to be honest, I wanted to injury the soldier.
12th December 2012
Location: few miles east of Reykjavík, Iceland
Our commander found out about the fight on the 1st of last month, I was given a punishment till the end of February of next year, I was told to man-up, grow a pair and ignore the words while the soldier got away with a week of cleaning duties. I feel like I've been treated as a traitor, betrayed by the ones that put their trust me in, like they wanted me to fail and lash out on my soldiers. I should've stuck with football....