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Sunday, December 04, 2005

It has been a long time since I had any nightlife. I mean..not including night training. When I was at Orchard Road on Friday night, I was like "oh my gosh! What am I doing here?". It was almost like a culture shock to me. To see so many people in so many different kinds of clothes and gait around me again is amazing. Not to mention the fantastic X'mas decorations already in place. Sad to say, I'm afraid I can't bask in the X'mas atmosphere as much as I did before. December has always been my favourite month. I usually associate it with presents, decorations, celebrations and holidays! This year would be different. But only this year. Anyway, back to night life, I couldn't get used to it. I knocked out once I reached home. It is a different feeling spending the night outfield and in Orchard. Well, obviously! It is tiring enough trying to absorb all the glare from the lights and navigating through endless streams of people. But I enjoyed it. I have always enjoyed going out at night. The temperature is great, the lights are great, everything is great!

Tomorrow I will embark on another phase of training. General impression of air force is it is slack. Well, it might be. But for sure, my course is one of the toughest air force has to offer. No matter how tough, it will still not bring me down. This is the final phase. Just 9 weeks and I will be operational and most importantly, attain my well-desered rank. Certainly looking forward to that day. But in the meantime, all I can do is to dream about my fantasy nightlife. Dream until it can finally become reality again.

Sometimes I find something missing at home. And when I realise what it is, I understand what I have to do. That is to treasure everyone around me as though it was my last day on Earth. It might be difficult to do that, but at least try to treat them better than how I usually would.