Hmm.. This is my first Sunday night I'm home. I can't help wondering what my friends are doing in Pasir Ris Camp now. It seems strange but I kind of miss the days in there. Every sunday night, we would always complain about having to book in after having only 30 hours in the outside world. We would make our beds, pack our things and rush down for the water parade. It is a routine, something which has almost become a habit. They will be going to Hendon Camp tomorrow. It will be their first step in the home of the commandos. On the 5th of April, they will be going for their first jump. Everything seems so fast and it makes me wonder if I were in their shoes now.

Although I can slack in the office the whole day tomorrow, I still dread going there. Boredom is the reason. I can't explain the degree of it. It's too horrible. Anyway, I am trying to arrange meetings with my friends. It's been a long time. Yes, a long time.