Two weeks and still no change in sight. Is this how it is always going to be? Three hours standing motionless like an idiot before the flurry of push ups? The punishments aren't bothering me. They're insignificant. What's significant is the sense of impending doom. That whatever you do, no matter how hard you try, you are bound to fail. In that case why bother trying at all? There is no end, no hope in sight. Plus, no mp3 and no phone. Sad Sad life.