Saturday, February 25
hmm.how many more days to passing out?
16km route march was so-so-high. =D
time has passed rather quickly. perhaps i've gotten used to moaning and feeling unhappy about army life. i love booking out. i dread returning. and at times i feel lost. but some of the people i've come to know have made life a lot easier.
i hope
you won't get the wrong idea. i know you'd probably laugh it away though.
results next wednesday. fingers crossed.
i need sleep.
just dive in
“There are some world-class exponents of the art in the modern game. But I have to say, Messi was head and shoulders above Chelsea’s Del Horno.
I was taken by Messi’s spatial awareness. The fall was well executed, the look was pure anguish and he knew exactly how far to roll."
- Steve Foley, performance director of the British national diving team
Sunday, February 19
daniel powter - free loop
..'cause it's hard for me to lose in my life
i've found only time will tell
and i would figure out..
so far away
i think i'm so far away from the person i want to be.
and the people who i want to be with.
in the army, it is what you seem to be that is what you really are. it's not so bad even in the real world. and i don't wanna live in a world like that.
say hello to more unfinished poems.
i still dream of her. but i am no longer hanging.
POP soon! i'll miss the cougars.
Sunday, February 12
i can.
i can be afraid, i can hang on to the little that we once had. the little things that were so beautiful. and then i can hope.
or i can get out. and leave everything behind. i've always been able to do it.
i'm sick of this kind of life.
post-fieldcamp
fieldcamp down. then now there's sit test, another 2 more days of combat rations. yuck.
in 7 days, things can really change.
like how chelsea can beat liverpool and totally thrash everton and then subsequently crash to their worst defeat in years, all within one week. the last time it felt so bad was the 5-1 loss to barcelona. 1999.
like how i'm beginning to realise bmt is going to end, and am of the opinion that it's passing very quickly.
like how.. just everything.
i want to go on. but i don't want to be waiting for nothing. but i want to go on.
and on and on. but.
things change. there's just no point at all in expecting constancy in anything anymore. people should just accept it.
but then again, we could be so different.
ohwell.
did i forget to mention, results are coming out soon. the suspense is killing me.
Saturday, February 11
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i will try not to be afraid anymore.
