You don't get to do what you love..
You don't get to be what you want to be..
You don't get to choose..
You don't get to be perfect..
THERE WILL ALWAYS BE DISAPPOINTMENTS..
Training has been rather tiring.. 2 1/2 weeks more to Woodlands Checkpoint...
Can't wait..
Cos I have no life.. Seeing the payslip made me dance in front of the computer..
But, what's money when there's no happiness?
But I'm glad that I have great colleagues..
Especially my listening ear, Khairon Hakim..
He's somebody who I think I share all my worries with..
It's weird to think that a guy is my listening ear.. But yeah, he's one good advisor to me..
Belanja me when I'm sick somemore.. :)
Did I mention the uniform is FUGLY?
The pants are high-waisted..
Me, high-waisted? Down syndrome siot..
K larh, til next tyme.. Beaten up..
Can't wait for next week...
Grad day, firearms and unarmed combat..
I feel like I'm on a high
A new beginning that is my life
I'm turning to the rythm of the night
I am all right
The music is making me growing
The only thing that keeps me awake is me knowing
There's noone here to break me or bring me down