I Wish.

I wish I am back to the time when I am still a cadet in OCS; no worries, no miscommunications, no lack of trust.

No lack of brotherly love and "kinship", and not to forget your buddy who will listen to your complaints about training and life.

Total love from everywhere.

Physical harshness is fine with me, as long as I don't have to bear the turmoil of heartwrenches. And I have the motivation which drives me to look forward to booking out every weekend.

I wish for someone who knows me inside out.

NOT possible.

I might be taking things for granted and not learnt my lessons back then but hey, circumstances force things and I just can't help but reconcile my thoughts in this manner.

I hope I'm just plain drunk when I key in this entry. Maybe I am.

Good fu*king morning people.