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Thursday, 8 January 2009 !@#$% 6:47 pm
thursday



TMR is the big day. enlisting tmr at 8 am in Hendon camp. butterflies in my stomach, and yet i feel kinda excited. i don't know what to expect. i still have to do it i guess. well...


Kevin went to tekong yesterday, today is Bryan, and its me and Yi bing tmr. well, hope that things will go well for me. well...


went to print some pictures to bring to camp. don't worry. everyone i know has his or her picture with me. so yea... after all, YOU are my friends right? so yea, hope that those picture will be a great support for me when i am inside. lol... yes yes, i know i sound like i am about to die or sth like that... fear not, i am ok... i guess?


well, this week have been a real emotional week for me, family members, Teachers, friends have took sometime off to spend some time with me. i feel really lucky to have you people supporting me all the way.


sometimes, people believe in karma, i believe in fate. no matter how hard you try to run away, things just come back around when you least expected. even if you try to forget, even if you never ever been thinking about it, fate just pats you on the shoulder, says hi to you when you are vulnerable.


maybe i am thinking too much, but... well, fate, you cannot escape this fella...


Commandos...

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