ROTC

Begins at 6:00 in the morning and ends at 4:00 in the afternoon. That’s the life of an ROTC (Reserved Officers' Training Corps) student since second semester started. Leaving very early in the morning that sometimes you don’t remember if you've eaten properly or just never eat at all. Wearing battle dress attire like every Sunday we’re going into a war and with us is our heavy fake rifle. From top to bottom, dressed with an oversized long sleeve fatigue like I’m almost rapped into it with matching large pants and heavy black boots that every time I faced a mirror, I look like an old fashion hip hop dancer. We fall in line within our company executing every command the officer says. Every time you’re on training better stick with the rules or experience lying in the center of the hot cemented pathway of IIT. Marching, jogging, raising rifles in every direction, facing right, facing left, facing back, facing everywhere like we’re just keep on repeating these things the whole day until we get bored and exhausted. Under the heat of the sun or fall of the rain, we still keep on going until one by one some of us slowly fainted. And by the end of the day we go home with our face very ugly like we’re regretting what we’ve done the whole day. And when you go to bed, you would probably go to sleep immediately and wake up just the next morning. They said ROTC is discipline. But it's just a waste of time if I were to say. Still, it is required and I can do nothing but have it.