Somehow or rather, I feel so much more excited about tomorrow. I can't feel a tinge of fear in me. Maybe of the fact that I know what to expect and I myself have gone through the worst training, that relieves me of all the negative feelings. More importantly, I have a goal now.

Kenny sms me just now to tell me that I will be in the same platoon as him. Apparently he saw the name list. How exciting! The last time we met was in Ayer Rajah Camp, and here we are again.

Have been doing stocktaking in Pasir Ris Camp. It was a funny feeling going back to where I spent my toughest days. All the sergeants have changed. Seeing the PTP recruits marching and singing those familiar songs made me realise how time flies. If I were to complete my BMT the other time, I would have been a CPL now. That is one of the reasons why I chose the tough route. Because I know that no matter how tough the going, it is only a very short phase, compared to a lifetime of satisfaction.

I enjoyed life for the past 3months. Time to go back. No hard feelings this time. Looking only to succeed where I once failed. See you in 2 weeks. *smiles*