Koped this from a freshies blog. Lmao. Guess its a way to take the rest of the 589 days in good humour.

Anyway, things are different now, for the better I guess. And I hope it just gets better. Im better equipped for the upcoming week too. Books, food, yada yada. 7 weeks to block leave. Lol.

The wind of change is blowing once again. Actually, it blows all the time, in little breezes, making differences in ones life little by little. Its so minor that you dont notice even after reflecting on the days activities. Yet when you look back in a greater scope, you feel the wind, a strong cold wind, and then you realise how much has been left behind, how much is left hanging by a thread, how much change there is in your life.

3 months has passed. And it is in these 3 months that different groups of us took different paths, not by choice definitely, but it has happened. Some of us went out to work, still meeting every week for dinner and stuff, some went to work but never met up, while some of us went to serve the nation, returning to the world only on some weekends, tired, disorientated, and unfortunately on a different frequency then those who have much more in their day then the same old shit.

These 3 months have seperated us physically, but our minds and hearts are still more or less together, having each other as priority when we are free. Yet, seregation has set in. We see less of some faces, we only hear about some, yes whether we like it or not, we are slowly losing touch.

After these 3 months, where will we go from here? For the privates, we did not see each other but we shared a common experience at least. But from now on, we will be living totally different lives. Some of us will be with the high flyers, some looking forward to a ball and a parade in 9 months, some has only 6 months of hell, while some will just need to settle in and learn to adapt for the rest of service. For the other guys, we will not be so far off in frequency in a few months time. For the girls, university life will be starting soon. New friends, new lives, new things for the heart and mind.

The tornado is approaching. Yes, I am sad. But it is all part and parcel of life. We all experienced this before. From primary school to secondary school, and from secondary school to JC. We will move on somehow, someday, somewhat. Though I am certain it will take much longer than the past times. We have all matured emotionally from those times. Friends are no longer just playmates, no longer just people to pass time with. There is this emotional attachment, though time will tell how strong it will be.

Same thoughts when I departed from secondary school to JC, true friends do not see each other every day, they may not share the same life anymore, but when we see each other, I believe that we can chat like there was never a second we did not see each other. Thats what friends are, right?

I guess I must grow stronger, cause soon, I dont know if I be bugging people by calling them from camp. I dont know if I be disrupting the rotation of their world. I am just a soldier. Like a man living on the moon, looking down on the earth, being able to radio back, but not able to go back, in a different track, a different life.

To my biggest clique so far in my life, Kenneth Leayee Fred Jungang Terence Yonghuang Jianxin Yvonnes Shuting Iris Huiling Lixian. We are just moving on in life, I guess its nothing to be sad about. But wherever we are, whatever we do, I hope that there is still this entanglement of heartstrings that one day can pull us back together every now and then, to relive the fun times, to whine about the bad ones, just to be together again. Cliche but, friends forever

I will be missing you guys.

Crossroads

It is a point of time, where it is the end of many things. The end of JC, the end of A level result anxiety (though I didnt really get the jitters), end of stays at holiday resort island (thank goodness), and the end of some knitty knattys here and there. This is so cliche but I will still say it, when one door closes, another will open, somewhere, somehow. And thus ahead of me lies paths, some have already been decided, while others remain unexplored, and lies in question. The resounding query in my head, which way should I go?

The short run looks decided. I made my decisions, played my part, and now the result lies in the hands of the higher ups, people whom do not know me, neither do I know. Just armed with a piece of paper which lists the ups and downs of my stay at holiday resort. And they are going to decide my future for another 1 year and 7 months. Ironical. But that is beyond my concern now.

What is more impending is the long term plan. What can decide my future career, my future life. In front of me currently lies two apparent paths, one with a sign that reads Mechanical Engineering, the other reads Business. The former path seems more appealing, more of interest, yet it is narrow at the end, not much space to move about at all. The latter is difficult to pass at the start, yet it branches out to so much more at the end. Pros and cons galore. Who can make this decision but me? The stone in the heart.

Theres the issue about scholarships too. What is suitable, what is not. And the deadline is even nearer if I am planning to get a good one. Pressure, stress, everything. And I am still playing around, just to make the best of my block leave. Bleahs.

It will work out somehow right? It always has. Naive, but thats what I am going to be for a while.

Things have settled down more or less, its getting better I guess. I should learn to be satisfied.Though a foolish warrior still fights on, silently.