5 more days...
the more i think of it, the more i start to feel emo-ish.
though i'm leaving for 2 weeks, but somehow it just felt as if i would be gone for 2 years..
the fear of not being able to adapt to a new type of life,
the fear of homesickness,
and the fear of being kicked out of camp since i'm so injury prone,
all these things have been circulating around my mind for the past few days.

been busy giving my room a new image,
and finally i'm done today..
not really happy since only me and my mum think it's nice.
well, it's my room, so i have the freedom to do wadeva i want to it..
but no matter how tired i am,
i will constantly pray and hope for a good news
but up till now, i receive none..
if only i weren't enlisted so early............