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I am (officially) an adult. Well, it has been a few weeks, to be exact.
I’m still a child at heart, really.
Perhaps, I “can” do more things now. I don’t need parental consents anymore, I can watch rated shows, just to name a couple of those things.

I am not ready yet. I admit. National Service doesn’t make me a man. I make myself a man, for being who I need to be, for doing what I need to do.

Adulthood is new to me anyway, and I am still picking things up as it goes. =]

My girlfriend, Casabelle, is giving me hope and support. She gave me a glimpse of my future. A future that belongs to us, a future that I need to work hard to achieve, a future, that most importantly, is what I have always wanted and hope for, since I was young.
I love you, Casabelle. <3

No matter how hard or pressurizing it is to achieve that future, I will need to put in effort. As the saying goes, the ore goes through intense heat and pressure to become a gem. Or something like that.

So much have been said, it’s finally time to get things done.

I will be who I want to be. I am going to define myself. There will be no more questions about who I am, for I am who I am. This shall be the answer, to the very first post of this story. It’s going to be – My Story.

Met a girl on Wednesday.
Hanged out on Thursday.
She left on Friday, and might be back again in the middle of the month.

After that, she won’t be back.

I had fun, I believe she did too.
It’s weird, that we got along even though we only met a day before and we came from different places.
I liked it.

She’s a Chinese American, who’s with the US Navy.
Her name is Lisa Wong.
She left a deep impression on me.

When she’s back again in the middle of the month, hopefully she will have liberty and we can hang out once more.

It is going to be one of those memories in life, that will always be special.

Why do I always feel sad?

I can’t stand the solitude and the sporadic feeling of despair.
Sigh.
When can I ever be strong enough?

The silence of midnight, always amplified the hollowness in my heart.
I fell asleep and left reality. I feel nothing, and it feels absolutely peaceful.

If only I can sleep forever.
If only I can escape reality.

It’s life.  I have to be strong.
For the sake of the people who love and care for me.

I have to hang in there.

It’s been some time. A lot has happened.

Celebrated my mum’s birthday last wednesday, on the 3rd of June.
My sister and I bought a cheesecake from BakerInz. Surprisingly my dad also bought another cake. It feels so peaceful to see my family so happy. Maybe if I give more of myself to this family, smiles can always be seen around the house.

**

Have been trying to give my life another shot. Rather, have been giving shots at a lot of things.
However, everything has changed.

Maybe, I am just of no good, at all.

**

I still care.
Hate me, for not giving enough.
Hate me, for not being there.
Hate me, for letting you cry.

Take care, and be happy.
I’m sorry.

I’m sorry I lied about those things.
I really miss you and don’t wish to lose you.

It ended on the same day of the month that it started. It was beautiful.

It didn’t last. I failed to protect it.

I fucked up, and I have no one else to blame but myself.
It breaks my heart and the piercing pain is almost unbearable.

Tears are flowing, but crying myself a river will never bring back my love.

I’m lost.

***
To my love, Victoria,
I wasn’t a good boyfriend. I’m sorry.
Hope you will be happy.
Thanks for all the joy and laughter you have brought into my life.
Take care.

I know I have been absent for very long – a couple of months to be exact. I won’t give excuses, the simple reason is that I am purely lazy.

A lot of things happened in the beginning of a new year. It’s almost overwhelming.

Ok, let’s list the key events that took place within these 2 months.

- I stroke 4D.
- I crashed the car.
- I am permanently posted to 6AMB.
- I was out of my mind and was asked to go see a psychiatrist.
- I had my ligament(s) reconstruction surgery.

Ok. Striking 4D and crashing the car happened on the same day. Not much shall be explained. I only want to make clear that crashing the car was not very much because of human error. It’s fortunate that Victoria and I (a pity) escaped with very minor injuries. However, I guess the impact of the accident still haunt the both of us.

I finished my course as a Comms Technician in the army and is now officially posted to 6AMD, under the unit of 63FMD. No more trainee! Getting my P Pass soon, I guess, when I get back after my recovery.

Hmm. I just had my right knee ACL and mensicus reconstruction surgery on Thurs (26/02). The LCL was also confirmed to be laxed (overstretched), therefore, it was reconstructed too. I needed 2 hamstring tendons for the whole surgery, and one was taken from each of my legs. Both my legs were cut opened. Ha ha ha. -.-

The pain is killing me slowly right now. All I am surviving on are painkillers. Oh, all these should be worth it for a active future – soccer, baby!

Other than that, my knee is fine. So people who care, there you go.

**

Emotionally, I am weak and tired. I tried to be the best, but maybe I wasn’t even good enough to begin with.
I will still work it out, because my flame is still burning strong. Please be there with me, and bear with me, as we go on this journey together.

**

I just need to know, that you are giving your all too.
I love you.

It’s all over. 2008 will remain in history, but I have learnt a few lessons that will continue to stay with me.

I got attached. I am loving her with all I have, and to be there for her when she needs me.
~Victoria, I love you.

Oh. New year’s resolutions. Well well, we all know it’s not easy to achieve. So I shall have simple resolutions this time. =p

1. Get fit.
2. Be happy.
3. Save up.

I wish all my readers a prosperous and wonderful 2009. All the best!