Tuesday, October 27, 2009 | 8:59 PM

I've absolutely no idea what made me start off by typing this sentence on this very old, rundown and unvisited blog. Everything seem so long ago, when I last visited and typed my last word, it was months before. And of course, I've no intention of reviving this site, knowing that I've already lost the energy and motivation to pen down tots.

Reading through the posts, I realised how hectic my lifestyle used to be. It was all about going home late everyday. It was about catching up with friends, worrying over A lvl results, and getting paranoid over enlistment. Amazingly, army made me easily tired and sick of going out everyday. It gave me every reason to take full control of my time.

Six months seem like a short period of time, but it was like a turning point, if not changing point, for me. There were a handful of major changes and they seem to have taken a toll on my emotional well-being. I didn't know the proper way to handle them, and things were left hanging in midair. I didn't know how to react and to embrace the changes. And they affected me. However, I guess I've learnt to trust my heart and let go of things. Maybe if we can't change things, then we should accept, or to put it crudely, blame it all on fate.

The world has moved on, the girls into uni and the guys into different units in army. While I've lost touch with many people, I've had the opportunity to contact those I never had much chance to contact but share common ambitions in life. This is probably the plan designated for me. To take this two years to carefully think through what I want to do in future.

What I really can't wait now is to enter uni. To get myself indulged in fun and academics all over again. I enjoy going home late after social activities. Going for CCAs and talking to people with the same passion as me. I enjoy feeling the desperate need to study for exams. To become pressurised by those around you and start mugging. And most importantly, I cherish the freedom I get as a student. The freedom of choice you never get in army.

Few days ago I went back to nj with a few friends. The school has changed, the composition of students has changed too. Despite all these, it still reminds me very clearly of my life in there. There are moments that will be etched in your mind forever, and these moments may not always be the most significant ones. Simple flashbacks like walking through the main gate after project work, buying drinks from the stalls. And most of all, the flashback of holding the most internally disputable concert in the performing arts theatre. Unlike some of my friends who feel more bonded to their secondary schools, days in college remains the most momentous part of my life. It was a mixture of bitter and sweet moments, but all part of growing i guess.

My life in the supposedly 'holiday chalet' isn't bad after all. It isn't perfect either. Good thing is that you spend your time watching tv/dvds, playing psp, or reading a book. Bad thing is that, every mount, something tragic would happen. This mount, I was totally mind-fked due to a cat. Yes, a cat. It was a measure of my cat-phobia, and the result turned out to be pretty bad. D: I grew really angry and tried to lock the cat up but I underestimated it. The cat can jump really high, if not fly, through a rather high window panel, into my bunk, and onto our beds. That gave me a terrific morning shock. But thank goodness, I protested badly and the cat was released out of the camp. This, for instance, isn't something I can change easily. It was due to a childhood trauma which haunts me even until today! God Damn Cat.