I know this is way too torturous, but everyone has to go through the same ol' shit so I only can suck on it. Life was never the same since that faithful day.

Yesterday I had my first official book out. It was one of the best feeling ever, to be able to come out after confinement but it's only a short day and now I've to go back in again. 48 more days till I grad from it and there's nothing I can do. My parents are going overseas this whole week and I'm going over the seas to train. I shall just comfort myself by saying the 2 weeks of confine is over, so just stay on and persevere all the way. My high key outfield are all coming soon. Guess I don't have much time to slack off either. Everyday marching, physical training, running, knocking it down isn't very ideal.

For my friends, now I truly appreciate and cherish every single second I have with you guys. I love you guys.

For my girlfriend, I've never felt like I needed you more before. This is truly one of those times I look forward to every night just to hear your voice. It makes everything feel better. I can't deny sometimes after a hard day, upon hearing you, it makes me weak inside. You're like my pillar of strength, my determination to completing tasks. I love you b.

For my family, I never thought I'll say this but now I know why people inside always say the people that worry about you most are your parents. Every other second their thinking of you, wondering how you're doing, but they know you have other priorities first. Ill take this time to at least remind myself to send my mum a message every night irregardless of whether she's in Singapore or not. I love my family, sometimes it's just too hard to say it.

I'll like to summarize everything up by saying I'm coping rather well inside but like everyone else Sundays are short and it's really dreadful to be going in on sunday night and only be out on a saturday.

7 more weeks to go. 48 more days till I can have my break of a week.

I'm officially hanging in there. With my life.

8:41 AM