The end of a chapter; a new one begins.

Enlistment in 16 hours and 40 minutes.

How time flies. In an blink of an eye, the month zapped by in an instant.
This post is dedicated to you, Natrisha, and you, Joshua, Zhi Ren, Jinson.

Welcome. This blog has served me well over the last few years. I'll be handing it over to you now. Feel free to post anything or do anything you like to this. It is yours. What's mine is yours.
I hope that reading the old posts that i've made would ease the pain a little. I'm sorry babe, I'll be back soon. Stronger and better than before.

Anyways, i dont really have much to blog about. It's too painful looking back beyond the precious 1 month i just had. SMU rejected me. Fine, i'll just have to apply again next year. And again next next year if necessary.

All in all, all i've got to say is this:

Natrisha Noordin, i love you. And i'll miss you. I leave this blog in your hands, in hopes that you may read and learn more, feel more, and feel less.

Love you babe. Thank you for all the memories. Thank you for everything.
And thank you for the future that we are about to experience together.

And to the Bros- even if you have forgotten about this blog, this blog hasn't forgotten about you. The fun, laughters, joys, gratitude are all in here. All buried deep beneath.

Over a hundred posts, dating back 5 years. Today, it comes to a halt. A long hiatus. National Service will mean that i have not much time to do anything.

"We are ready, we are ready. To be the best that we can be... on the land over sea, and in the air! we are the n.c.c"

Time to brush away the dust and pick up training from where i left off 2 years ago.

I'm not apprehensive. I'm not nervous. I'm excited at what the future may bring.

To you, Yan Ning. We may be apart, but i'll still think of you. Even if you've fogotten about me amongst all the struggles you have to deal with in your daily life. I'll still remember the times we had. And I'll try not to think about the times we could have. shit, here i go again. Damnit weesiang, whyyyyyy... it was going so well too.

The future is made up of multiple instances of the present. Heres to a great future ahead.

And for the last time

ciao all.