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Sunday, December 11, 2005

Life is different now. Living conditions in Air Force School is almost like that of a chalet. Besides the boring lectures, tests(yes, tests, my gosh!) and arm-breaking chin-up-cum push up regimes, life is blissful. That is because we are still in the basic phase of training. I wonder how training would be like in future.

I have more time to think about myself now. I have more free time. Well, that's because we have a nights out on Wed and book out on Friday evening. Suddenly, I feel like the old me. X'mas is coming. I have to get presents for the people around me. Problem is I don't know where to start. I have a tight budget and the things I want to buy are expensive. But that's the challenge and joy about X'mas. Pleasing everyone with what little money I have. Actually, I don't mind spending all my money but my mother wouldn't be happy. As she always says, 'must save up for your social life in uni". What she doesn't know is that no matter how much I save, it wouldn't be enough. I really can't wait for the next week to be over. Then, it will be my birthday and X'mas. Oh how I love it!

This weekend, my family is out holidaying in Thailand. Poor me, stuck here. This time last year, I was having the time of my life. Going overseas twice in a fortnight. In a flash, it is one year later, with me typing this pathetic blog. This time next year, I wonder what will I be doing. By that time, I would have tasted the sweetness of freedom. Then again, you never know what is going to happen. I was watching Cast Away last night. It is a good movie. It was my second time watching and I still enjoyed it nevertheless. It is something like what I am experiencing now, just that the plane crash is expected, if you know what I mean. The time he spent on the island is just like my time in army. Same feeling at the beginning, trying to adapt. I am now at the point where I am waiting for the wind to blow towards the sea, then I can return back to reality. That will be a year later. Then, I will pick up from where I left 2 years ago.