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Wednesday, January 05, 2005

Tomorrow is my last day of civilian life. I don't know that to type now. I have expressed all my feelings in previous posts. In fact, I can't make out my own feelings now. Am I afraid? Excited? Uneasy? Sad? Relieved? Well, I don't know. But I do know that the past few days have been sort of a comfort for me. I am a social person, not that I didn't realise it. I just confirmed it. I need people to talk to, to play with, to crap with and to hang out with. Hmm.. If this is true(well it is), I would have a great time in army. It will be like a looong chalet or a looong OBS. That's comforting.

Today, we went to play badminton. It was a casual affair and we met May's class too. I saw Peng Li. We will be enlisting together and will have each other's company until we have to leave for our different units. That is great! Nothing beats being with a friend in a strange land.

I went with my mum to buy some more things for my army. A brush for washing clothes, marker and other stuff. Then we went to look for my camp. A month ago, I thought that Pasir Ris Camp(School of Commandos) was very near Pasir Ris MRT. When I saw the map yesterday, it wasn't as near as I thought. When I looked for it today, it was a distance I never dreamt of. First, we had to drive past Meridian JC. Then we reached the fish farm estate and it was a very long drive in. The roads were very straight, deserted, bus-stopless, taxiless and humanless(no such words for your info). If this sort of environment is typical to most army camps and training fields, it is no wonder ghost sightings are common. Anyway, when we finally reached it, I heaved a sigh of relief. It was very nice on the outside. It seemed like it was only built last year. I was happy with it. But looks can be deceiving. They might have monsters in the guise of officers inside. More importantly, I saw no sign of training there. Haha.

All in all, it is an inaccessible place. I don't mind though. What matters in the inside. Praise the Lord. Friday is coming soon. *winkz* Pray for me folks!