Hmm.. Tonight is the last night. I can't bear to countdown. I have packed everything I need for my stay in camp for the next 2 weeks. When I look at the things, I feel that I am moving out of the house and stay on my own.Somehow, my bag seems much heavier than the one I brought for my HK trip. Perhaps now, my heart is much heavier. Well, Shaun told me not to go in with the 'sian' attitude. I'm trying not to, but I guess it's not possible, not until I see the people in my platoon, how cruel the instructors can get and the living conditions in camp. I am optimistic about things, or I am trying to. I will miss everyone and everything out here. See you people in 2 weeks' time!

7 January. A new life. In a red beret. A heavy heart. An unwilling soul. A duty to fufill. A responsibility to bear. Hands stretching out. Refuse to let go. 8am. Time to go. Back turned. Everything left behind. Wait for my return. To resume the unfinished. Perspiration will drip. Muscles will overwork. Yells will ring. 2 weeks will flash. 2 years will flash. A man by then.