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Sunday, July 24, 2005

It has been a very eventful week. Actually, I had not intended to post this week as it would just make me very unhappy. However, I decided to overcome this short-term pain for long-term memories. Besides, I would be away for 2 weeks this time due to my field camp. I got injured during the grenade training this week. I have a deep cut on my lip. It bled for a long time but I refused to have it stitched up. Anyway, it is just a small cut. After the impact on my rifle, I felt like I was going bonkers, maybe just stunned by the impact. Now for the more serious event:

I composed the following at that moment which it happened.

Wednesday, 20th July 2005 (Sunny)
I was doing sentry duty while my friends were doing their range. And then the sms dropped on me like a bombshell. I had no preparation for it, nor any form of warning. It was like getting hit by a falling brick while walking on the streets. I was absolutely stumped by what happened. I even had to sit down for a few minutes to sort out my thoughts. Still finding no clue, I called her. I had to. And the things I heard, coming straight from her, was enough to force the once dormant tears into my eyes. I had nothing to say, for what she said was true. Every single word of it. I have been defeated by myself. I respect her decision, though my heart was utterly shattered.

I spent the next few minutes of my life thinking back, accompanied by the streams of tears which flowed down. I felt like a baby, who has just lost his toys. And I was supposed to be guarding the range. I looked toward the sky in a bid to stop the flow. My mind flashed back to the previous week, when everything was still normal. I wonder, I wonder. Why had it happned? What would it be like if I knew this were coming. What would I do? Now, everything has ended, with a few smses and a heart-wrenching phone call. Then I found peace while gazing at the sky. I realised that life has to go on. It's not the end of everything. I lost something, but I gained something too. I learnt a lesson. A valuable one. Take care and good luck for the future, my little one.

-End of Entry-

Sunday, July 24 2005 (Slight Drizzle)
If you are reading this, I just want to tell you that since the moment I asked you for another chance, I already know the answer. Things will never be the same anymore. I have got nothing else to say except, Thank You.

A new chapter of my life has just begun.......