19th May 2008 @ 1346hrs

So woke up at around 1pm. Wanted to sleep again but thanks to my wonderful neighbour above, was awoken up by him playing the 'rebana'

Thx eh!

And so the 2am in the morning conversation made me realise that some things are just not worth waiting for. Or is it? I don't know.

Whatever it is, I thank you for listening to me and giving me those advises.

I so wanna watch Ayat-ayat Cinta and Ironman!!

Here I am thinking about you, wondering how you are, hoping for at least a msg from you, asking myself whether I will bump into you one day, but there you are having fun and not the least feeling anything. It so hurts to know that the only happy times that I can have of you is when you appear in my dream.

Suddenly, I miss the feeling of the first 3 months when I was inside HTA doing my basic police training. The times when you look forward to booking out on Fri evening and booking in Sun night, and enjoying the the 2 precious off days that you have after 5 days of training.

And not forgetting the PT sessions.

Then there was dreadness of going classes and having to learn the theory lessons of Laws and certain sections. The procedure wise and stuff. Then there was the Senario Based Test. The PSOC. And having to learn how to fast during Ramadhan knowing that the training will never be compromise even during that month. Everything I did and the stupid stuffs that you do with your former bunk mates, can never be repeated outside.

It's no wonder that they say, the basic training period, be it in the Army, Police or SCDF, has the most wonderful memories.

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Anyway, night shift today. Sianz.

I'm feeling better though.

The urge is there, but I shall endure.








~And between now and then till I see you again~