Pulau Tekong.

3rd June 2010, 12:45pm.

BMTC School 2.

Haha. Yeah, well, shit.

I'll definitely miss you guys. Everyone. Truth is, I've always been someone who tried to take control of himself, who walked to his own rhythm, who never really listens to anyone else, especially that emo-self. And as such, I'm taking the idea of conscription really hard. Having been trying to put a smile on my face. For once, I've no handle on where my life goes. It feels like I'll be left behind by a world which never stops rotating for the individual. Sounds harsh isn't it? But that's the reality of the world we live in.

The thing is, everyone will grow, everyone will change, eventually, be it positively or on the other hand, negatively. And...I won't be there to witness it, nor be a part of it, and it feels like...I don't have my hands in places it was before. The strings of the self-styled 'puppet master' have been cut, and to be shipped off to an remote island called 'Tekong'.

Ok, perhaps that was a negative metaphor, but I suppose you get the idea, right? It's just sad for me that I won't be part of your lives for so long, now. However, I'm really glad that I got to enjoy the last few days of what will be a taboo word for me soon - freedom, especially with my love ones, friends and family. (:

I'll see you soon, I'll start missing you now.

"There isn't a day that goes by where, I don't, at some point, think of you."