I feel the need to blog now! No actually I was just kidding, it's just something I told myself I would do the day before I enlist hahaha. That's lame, but hey I will think of something to write. Here goes. Erm.

Since everyone's saying that this is my 'last week' no matter how much I try to explain that mine really isn't THAT bad, I shall accept that ominous term. I kinda enjoyed my last week by meeting with all the important people in my life that makes me happy - A14, Grace (I told you guys we should totally get a name, it's so hard to blog!) & half of Violence (those unfeeling ones! I shall blacklist them totally. Yes you Estelle, Ah Pa, Eunice and Momo.)

Actually I admit I've been pretty jumpy here and there this week, and I thought it would get worst especially today but somehow, it didn't and surprisingly here in front of the computer I am calm, I think. Maybe I had this epiphany while I was asleep, because the anxiety disappeared when I woke up this morning, or was it replaced by the migraine? Whatever it is, I think I can go in with a positive mindset, at least for tomorrow haha.

The truth is I've been thinking about the what if I enlisted sometime later. What would I be doing. I know for sure I would hang out on some days, but what about the others. I wouldn't be disciplined enough to find a job or to pack my stuff or to attend enrichment lessons or to learn a new skill or two and definitely I won't be picking up my lazy bones to train. Somehow, perhaps a 5-day-training-and-1.5 day-rest hectic schedule would make me appreciate life better, and probably more healthy and enriching. At least they promote the practice of sleeping and waking up early.

A thought just flashed across my mind, or rather a voice whispered into my ear. Remember I will not be sleeping on that alien bedsheet for the next 10 days and I would not be waking up at my own pace and reach out for the blue button to start up the PC. The calmness within me shriveled a little, and I felt a cringe. Perhaps this would be a test for me. Haven't I always wanted to be independent. This could jolly well determine if I'm ready to live on my own, or have I been taking things for granted like readily-available breakfast for instance.

As I've said before. It would be a tough one, especially the 1st few days. I kept telling myself I would bear it all, and it would be over soon. But who knows. I want to live up to that strong-willed and determined person I've always advocated myself to be.

Ah well, it's really 1030pm already - the official sleeping time stated on the handbook. So adios. See you all next friday. I'm off to the rehabilitation center to get rid of the technological withdrawal symptoms.

Lastly thank you, my bubble was completely burst. I'm almost out of my delusions.