Day 19 7:23a.m 2nd dep. site
Woke up feeling a bit better than yesterday night. Felt damn dizzy yesterday; maybe because I didn't have dinner. Nonetheless I had an emergency mean at around 9p.m. As the night was pitch black, some of the men suffered cuts so when they came to me, I had to search frantically through my MOP for the items. Throughout the night, the whole platoon was involved in the attack so there was shouting involved. So much for night discipline. It lasted till the wee hours of the morning. The men didn't have enough sleep as they were busy firing the mortar. And prior to the deployment, the Cp MB got stuck while trying to tackle a divider. It took a rover to pull the vehicle back. For a moment I thought we would have to wait for hours. In the end we deployed near the area itself. 3rd Day: Mission 1. Now the platoon is getting ready for hasty fire plan. What is that? I don't even know. And because I'm going to ORD soon, I don't even care.

11:27a.m 2nd dep. site
Tome really crawls outfield. Had a very long chat with Jinfu, the CP MB driver. We started talking about blogs, about why people have one and how it reflects the person behind the blog. We discussed about about offensive and contraversial contents and all that. And as usual when NSF talk to one another, one can't avoid talking about ORD. ORD... ORD... is it why we're in the army? to serve till that day? Maybe so. Soon we found ourselves talking about medical stuff; explained about some treatment stuff, IV and CMC. Something just tells me the armband that I'm wearing is not just about treating the wounded and the ill. Time now is 12:28p.m. Was talking to one of the umpires just now. Feeling so bored now. The only thing to do in the afternoon is to battle the sun and find a shady spot to sweat it out. How boring can it get?

6:05p.m 2nd dep. site
2 different worlds,
yours more carefree than mine.
My childhood was anything unlike yours.
Mine was full of don'ts,
from parents who loved me.
Yours full of exploring, adventure and fun.
Running around barefoot,
even back then I wasn't allowed.
And when we passed,
though our age differs,
our skin differs,
we spoke different tongues,
our lifestyle worlds apart.
But in my heart,
I know I"m like you.
For I'm still... a child

Day 18 7:17a.m 1st dep. site
The sun is beginning to rise, birds atarting to chirp and the heat dissipating the cold from last night. Sleeping in the MB wasn't aas comfortable as I expected so I slept on the stretcher by the side of the MB. Time was around 11p.m and I could see hundreds os stars; big and small, bright and dim, creating a panorama like nothing I've ever seen. And as I closed my eyes, returning to sleep, I'm ever so grateful to God for his creations, big and small.

1:25p.m 1st dep. site
'Prepare to move' orders came in through the comms from PC at around noon. Soon he came back and gave a briefing to the platoon. We'll be forming up at the conc. area at 1700 where we'll be brought to the landing zone. From there the 1st mission starts and will end at 0800 the next morning. The heat today is bearable compared to yesterday. Haven't been eating enough. Only had a fruit bar and milo in the morning.
And I begin to switch off,
first my mouth; I don't wish to talk, eating's a hassle.
my limbs slowly failing; they refuse to work, every load weighs a tonne.
and now my mind; no longer am I capable of thinking, tangible or not all merge into one.
and as my whole body weighs down on me,
my sensation's slowly fading, I drift into an unknown state.
God, please help me.

4:30p.m bn. conc. area
Just arrived at the conc area. Dunno when we're moving off again. Can I assume that this isn't the landing zone? I'm not sure, just as I'm not sure where the rest of the bn is. With the umpires around, there's a lot of people... infamiliar faces all squeezing into vehicles. Thank goodness the sun is setting. As darkness approaches, their faces will be dark... I don't wish to be reminded of where I am.

6:06p.m bn conc. area
Still here! Heard that we're moving off at 1830. Have been sitting in the MB for nearly 2 hrs and now feeling damn bored. Ate only a pack of biscuits just now. Hope that I can survive a few more days of not eating a lot.
Being outfield just drains me.
As the vehicles geared up,
switched on their lights,
my world is about to be pushed.
Once again I'm on my own,
my mission is always the same.
while theirs might change.
Hours and days bear no more meaning.
Seconds never existed.
Just when will the time come,
when my world would be pushed,
pushed to the edge.
Just when will I fall?

Day 17 7:23a.m
The day is finally here. These 4-5 days is gonna test our battalion in many aspects. Not just the military part. How will we fare?
I don't know.
But soon I'll be joining the 120mm pl, getting ready to move off with them, preparing for the final time. I'll be away from the BCS team; not something I've never done before. But just this final time, this final exercise, I wish to suffer till the end together with my fellow friends. Guess my wish will never come true.

2:41p.m 1st deployment site
As I sit in the MB eating my lunch, biscuits and ice lemon tea drink, the heat is killing all of us here. Moving out with the advance party, we were deployed much earlier than the rest as they were part of the main body. It's a good thing the umpire is a nice guy. I hope he doesn't tekan us too much. At least the ocassional breeze managed to cool us down.

5:54p.m 1st dep. site
Finally the sun is beginning to set. Soon the whole pl would be on stand-to at 1830. From where I sit, out in the open, I could see temples. They're beautifully decorated. Just like in KM, there's one here that's on top of a hill too. And as the sun sets, the shadows that it casts against the clouds really is amazing.
1st day: Concentration. Going to sleep here tonight and will be movng either in the afternoon or night. Feeling lonely right now, there's nothing to do. 4 more days and it's over.

Day 16 7:28a.m
Do I feel bad after what happened yesterday? YES.
Sometimes I end up doing stupud things like this. He'd must have felt bad about the whole thing. Seriously, I don't blame him. Sometimes I wished we would sit down and sort things out. Or maybe just sit down and hear each other out.
Guess I would have to wait... for it's not going to happen anytime soon.

1:36p.m
Tomorrow is ATEC. The last battle to be fought... alone.
God please give me strength.

8:31p.m
CO gave a pep talk to the bn regarding ATEC. Surprisingly it was shprt. Then they showed a video of 5SIRs 12th mono intake from start to where we are now. Though I wasn't with the bn when this intake enlisted, I was with them for quite a while. The video showed the journey that the men went through. Memories of past exercises and overseas trip came to me. The sweat and blood we shed for the nation is finally going to come to this. So much we're going to leave behind.
I'm not ready to ORD.

Day 15 10:33a.m
2 more days to ATEC, the final battle for most of us. Depending on how we fare throughout the ex, it can extend to 5 days. Hopefully it won't be that long. Settled most of the souvenirs and now left around 2k baht. Didn't I mention it somewhere? Hmmm... my brain hasn't been getting enough exercise, only torture.

2:21p.m
Once again I found myself unable to sleep in the afternoon because of the hot weather. Fuck man! I'm still not used to it. As I sit looking at the trees outside, hearing the irritating beeping os the TES set and feeling soaked from head to toe, I'm remeinded of how distant these things are going to be soon. After my ORD no longer will I be able to don on my no.4 daily, get stuck with tight regimes, put on the silly camo cream on my face and spend days and nights outfield.

9:48p.m
I never had a friend whos life is totally far-fetched from mine. I'm referring to Lukmanulhakim. Had a chat session with him after dinner in the bunk. Learnt a few things from him. Behind the smiles and the ever-entertaining personality, there lies a very sensitive guy... aren't wwe all. He made me share some of my stories too. Though not all was told, there was at least someone who wanted to hear what I had to say... my side of the story. Something that people barely hear.

Day 14 9:15a.m
HQ run in the morning where we ran in cadence around camp. Actually the camp is huge but we only ran 2.4km. During the run, I saw a sign that reads 'Inwasa Camp' Imagine the span of the camp... freaking huge. The run was refreshing... my fitness weakening due to the lack of exercise.

1:50p.m
How irritating can it get? A single shot of artillery from the UCG gun can send tens of SBOs in the bunk beeping like mad. It's damn irritating! Lay the SBO down and it will cease but lift it again and the beeping continues. Now it's ringing in my head. And the hot weather ain't exactly helping. Add the freakingly spicy lunch and you have the most irritable afternoon here.

9:11p.m
Mega happy hour still on but some of us were already excusing ourselves. It started off as a controlled event but soon it turned into a rowdy event. Once the beer came, the food served and the female dancers danced, the men were at their feet. Screaming, shouting, cat calling. Personally I'm not a fan of these kind of merry-making. Suddenly I don't know what to write. Did I have fun? Only for a moment. Did I feel bad? Of course. The moment was too short to remember.

Day 13 8:19p.m
Dinner is always the same. Really miss home food. But still a long way. Today there is nothing to do. Helped the BCS for a while, chilled in the canteen till lunch and then slept the afternoon away, waking up just in time for dinner.

Day 12 2:35p.m
Went outfield again yesterday night. Only 1 mortar was brought along so deployment was short. Felt coldest yesterday morning when I woke up shivering at about 3 a.m
Thank goodness at around 5 we were on the move again to a new deployment site. Spent most of the morning sleeping there in the MB, waiting for ENDEX. Well here I am now starving, waiting in the MB to move back to SYC.

9:00p.m
Went on a shopping spree and bought 2k+ worth of bags for mum, sis and me. Finally got a heavy burden off my chest. Our last ex will be ATEC, less tham a week away. Heard a lot of stories from Rus about some people. I could only shake my head. Maybe it's good that I'm not with the BCS.

Day 11 8:56a.m
1... the air was freezing cold... 2... they're wrapped in their sleeping bags... 3... 4... all locked away in their dreams... 5... after a sleepless night... 6... their fatigue bodies carry them through the night... 7... 8... each have thier own story to share... 9... I'm never in sync with them... 10... they'll have good memories to keep... 11... their triumph far greather than mine... 12... all lay asleep.

7:34p.m
Night fall upon us once more. The weather has been cool the whole day with no hints of the sun at all. It was too cold that I had to wear admin inside. With the ocassional drizzle all afternoon, the cold got to my bone. Nothing much happened today as the battalion spend most of the day sleeping in the training sheds, wasting the day away. As usual I was bored but I was saved a few times by Rus's drama. He really made me laughed. Before I came here, I thought to myself to not think so much. This will be the last stretch for me. ATEC is next week and it'll the worst for me. Maybe I'm thinking too much right now. Going through the worst times now.
Why do I feel that I don't belong anymore?
Why do I ostracise them?
Why don't I want to clear everything up?
Suddenly these questions bother me. I don't wish to answer any of them. Let it disappear when I ORD. Just as I want to be invisible.

Day 10 12:54p.m
When you chose to ignore me.
My gestures rejected by ignorance.
My presence didn't get noticed;
I'm just a shade of grey in your ever colourful life.

Time is moving ever so slowly here. How long more? How long more? Can't ppl see tt I'm breaking down? And I feel so left out from all of this. I will hide myself, shut everyone out. I'm tired of keeping a happy face in front of them. I would happily trade places with any of the BCS medic. But does anyone know that? NO. All they see is I'm on the vehicle, not walking. I just couldn't tell anyone how I'm feeling because they're either resting or busy with stores. I think that ex crescendo is a perfect name for this. As the training toughens and ATEC is but a week away, I get pushed back into the background. I might as well be invisible. Even then no one will ask where I am. Let me just fade...

7:03p.m
Today my voice drowned deeper...
"we deployed and it rained..."
"the exit was just in front of a tombstaone"
my cry remained unheard...
"I heard the walk is going to be 8km..."
"we slept outfield but the night wasn't cold..."
in all their sentence, unity was what I heard...
"they ate pork yesterday..."
"Azri and lukman, Ong and me..."
in my sentences, I not we or us could be used...
"I was deployed just outside KMC..."
"I'm staying at CP..."
as I fade from them,
"tell them to gather at 1730..."
"we will be deploying in KMC..."
I wished I was invisible...

Day 9 8:58p.m
Back in KMC but this round its for pre ATEC where 120mm pl will be the enemy. Cool! Thank goodness Chan is here to accompany me here for the night or I'll be bored out of my gourd. And after 9 days here, it finally rained at 7p.m today. It was a heavy downpour. It's still raining now so it'll be a cold night. These few days I'm always thinking abt what I'm gg to do with my life after ORD. As the day comes nesr, my fears will be realised.

Day 8 8:36a.m
No agenda for me today. Woke up freezing again. Not used to the climate here. I'm in the bunk now while the rest are downstairs loading the BCS stores into the tonner. I wanted to go down to help them out but decided not tto. I seriously feel left out.
I just want to be part of something, part of all this.
My minds tearing apart,
my head feels giddy and light.
Can't you see I'm breaking inside,
from the day I stepped away from your side.
Now I'm distancing myself from some of them. Vin, Az, Chan, I just can't talk to them about all this. They have problems of their own. They wouldn't see why I'm fretting. To them it's good to have nothing to do, to be away from all the work.

9:49p.m
Today was a much busier day and we owe it to the Bn mission ex tomorrow. Spent nearly the whole afternoon settling the TES set for ATEC. Called home this afternoon and was happy to hear my mum's voice. I really miss my family. Now coming to day 9 and we're not even halfway through. So many things are gg on till I have a hard time masking myself. Some may have observed that my actions has changed. I had to laugh it off somehow. Who would've guessed that ppl whom I'm not close with could make me forget abt my troubles.

Day 7 10:40a.m
120mm pl was deployed in camp instead. Looks like FSo's doing some fine-tuning to the mortar drills, setting up and camouflaging. Woke up today freezing. Apparently the temp dipped low at night for the first time. Quite a breezy morning but still hot nonetheless. I have to give credit to myself for not missing home or S'pore. Don't get me wrong that I'm enjoying my life here. No doubt the trainings stretch for days, food here is limited, weather is extreme (for me), no TV, no entertainment, family's not here.But I told myself a lot prior to departing last Thursday. And everything has, so far, been what I've expected it to be. Some people here are very concerned abt ATEC, when our flight is, R&R and depressing stuff. For me, I try to take a day at a time; looking far will only make me feel stress. Sometimes I'm out there staring far, appearing to be deep in thought. But I don't have the luxury of expressing myself out here.

2:29 p.m
How many times have I taken the wrong steps? Many I'm sure. Ocassionally I ask myself whether I learned anything from it. It seems that I'll never learn from my mistake. For one thing I keep repeating them. FUCK! How stupid and insensitive can I get.
The steps in life I take,
unsure of my footing I step,
I fell the first time I cried.

9:02p.m
I came to realise a pt today. People who observe me from a distance are more aware of my plight than those whom I consider close. I'm very surprised when Lukmanul made a comment. I was truly shocked. He got to the core of my worry. I don't know how he figured out. All the others got was questions like "why so quiet?" "how's your cover?" " what you doing today?" It's hard to be happy and cheery this few days and I find it getting harder. To be exact and honest, I feel left out in all of this. I feel like I'm neither in 120mm pl nor HQ. In 120 I don't know the men but slowly. Right now I just don't want to be part of anything. I feel that my presence in both HQ and 120 as a joke. Don't ask me why.
And right now as I remembered my late grandfather that passed away last month, I cried. It's the same tears that fell yesterday afternoon and on the 24. These tears are hard to fight back. I have no choice but to let it go. Is this the part where I crack? Yes... more than that.
Tomorrow there's nothing for me so I'll be in camp again preparing for Saturday's outfield. Heard that it's gg to be a 6 day event... so another major test for me.
I feel so detached from everything the same way I'm being detached. The sliver of hope all gone with it. But somehow I feel that I deserve this. I really do.

Day 6 8:19a.m
Slept in the med ctr with Chan back at KMC. I think only 120mm pl came back. Moving out again later for our last few deployments before heading back to SYC for some all needed rest. On;y day 6 and I feel like I've been here for a month. How long more of this can I take? I don't know...

12:58p.m
Back at KMC after spending a few hours outfield and deploying twice. The teamwork that the 120mm pl displayed is worth mentioning. The FSO commended on the excellent performance of the pl for the past few days. I must admit that I don't know anything about their deployment but it looks damn interesting. Line, charge, director, aiming pole, elevation are words that I often hear but to me it's ???? Hmmm... there's a lot of things currently going on that is on my list. I have to say that some are already happening while the rest are just waiting for the timebomb to stop ticking.

10:27p.m
Finally back at SYC after being at KMC from day 2. Tomorrow I'm going outfiled again to cover for 120mm's deployment. How long will it be? Once again I'm in the dark. I'm not even sleeping with them. But sleeping with the BCS in the HQ bunk doesn't exactly make me feel secure as I see myself pulling away from them.

Day 5 7:44a.m
Tuesday morning... was like any other mornings here. Finally 120mm pl is moving out today. Heard that it will be a 1.5 day outfield deployment. The BCS had already loaded their stores into the tonner so once again I'll be stuch here alone. After this 1.5 day thingy, we'll be heading back to SYC. There we'll be resting for 2 days and then back here again. Compared to Bunei, I think that staying here in Thailand is much better. Though the weather sucks, our jam-packed programme leaves one with so little personal time (I'm not talking abt me). Maybe when I get back to SYC, I'll devote some personal time for myself.

12:27p.m
Now under the hot sun with the 120mm pl all deployed, waiting for lunch to arrive. Outfield here is totally different from outfield back in S'pore. Although the weather here is protestingly hot, it's not that humid. There's no mosquitos mainly because the vegetation here isn't that dense. Will be deploying a couple of times today so I must be on my guard for ppl who may suffer from heat injury.
Coming here took away most of the stress that I felt backin camp or med ctr. Since ORD is nearing, I'm really detaching myself slowly from them. Maybe there's some truth in what Cheah told me, "just leave them alone" I personally don't want to dwell on this issue. Personally I feel that sometimes I do things out of my own free will and it still doesn't turn out well. I should learn to just give up...

Day 4 12:36p.m
It's scorching hot today, could be the hottest since we'ved arrived. Our food here is always the same: sotong, prawn, fish and occasionally mutton with vegetables. And it's always served the same way; spicy, the way the thais cook their food.
Today I'm not moving out again so will be accompanying Chan in the med ctr at night when the rest of the battalion is out for their night walk. Now most of them are resting in the med ctr while I'm outside. It's much cooler outside. Maybe the weather is getting to me but there were instances when I thought that I'm seeing stuff. Halucinating to be exact. Images that I would give a 100 baht for. But instead I just shook it off, dismissing it. It is too late now. Nevermind if people don't understand... just me alone would be sufficient.

3:14p.m
Nearly the whole bn is outside. Not outfield but wothin the fences that makes KMC. They are having individual training. Once again, I'm not involved since 120mm pl is not. Under the hot sun, I could hear ppl shouting... mostly it's RSM.

11:53p.m
Just came back from covering the night walk. Once again I didn't walk. Set off at 2030 and tracked around the camp. The weather was cold, but it wasn't tt dark. Chatted with the signaller on board the safety vehicle that was moving at the tail of the bn. The signaller asked me whether I would miss 5 SIR after ORD. Without hesitation I said yes. Did I know why?

Day 3 9:19a.m
Didn't bring my notebook yesterday to Khao Meng Camp (KMC). Got a few papers to last me the next few days until we go back to Sai Yok Camp (SYC).
Moved off early morning yesterday with 120mm platoon to KMC. Since I was attached to ATGM for their NAVEX, I was required to walk with them with my SBO, rifle and field pack containing my MOP.
KMC is a 2 hr drive from SYC ( I think since I was sleeping mostly throughout the journey). Basically the place is just an open field with large, long training sheds with only 1 toilet for bathing (the water is super unhygenic) and another for businesses. There's 2 canteens selling food and drinks (as usual, non-halal). We all brought sleeping bags so the floor was bed.
Had NAVEX yesterday where we got lost trying to find the starting point. We took more than an hour to find it. With the hot afternoon sun and the cramped MB (13 ppl squeezed inside), we were sweating like mad. But thank goodness the humidity isn't that high or we would've been soaked in our own sweat.
With all the weight that the ATGM platoon had to carry, I was fortunate to only carry a field pack containing my MOP. As we got lost trying to find our starting point, we started setting off only at 1430. By then the weather wasn't as hot as before. During the 6km or so that we were supposed to walk, we rested 7 times. I didn't mind at all. Throughout the journey we encountered herds of cows, some grazing, others were running wildly while their owners herded them together.
Though the terrain was generally flat, the uneven and dusty tracks where we walked on didn;'t make me appreciate the scenery that Thailand has to offer since most os the time I was avoiding the mosaic of cow dungs that littered the tracks.
Our end point was basically back at KMC so it was easy to identify. The camp was beside a hill that has a temple at the top of it. So all we had to do was search for the hill and head towards the direction. It was easy except for the detours we had to make from the fences and cows and cactuses. Though I was a bit shagged when I returned to KMC, generally I would say the walk was alright. The heat didn't get to me, the distance was short. But for the others they arrived late into the night.
The medical centre became our sleeping area for the night. Since 120mm platoon didn't have anything for me the next day, I didn't have to wake up early but unfortunately the BCS will be stting out at 0730 so me and Chan helped the, out a bit.
Right now with Chan and MO whose snoring loudly. Time will pass lowly for sure. Haiz... only day 3. Hope those walking will be safe... really.

12:52p.m
Just taken a quick bath at the toilet meant for the officers. At least the toilet here has proper cuibicles and showers. Back in SYC all we had is a giant center tub of dirty water. Only supplied with a pail and scoop each, we had to take a bath. Certainly reminds me of the old days where I used to take a bath using a pail. The temp. is starting to soar now that it's afternoon. Went to the canteen to but mango freeze and crackers (our staple food). The drink cost 15 baht while the food costs 25 baht. Unfortunately today our lunch is combat ration. Looks like the guys won't be back till dinnertime.

Day 1 9:38a.m

Deja vu feeling. With all the admin stuff to settle, we were fast to settle down. The trip here was worse compared to Brunei; my ears experienced pain to the extreme but it's okay now.
The cookhouse is far, the toilet... don't get me started on the toilet. Lets just say I'm not comfortable with it. The bunk is okay, much better than in Brunei. Why am I comparing Brunei? I don't want to miss Singapore. Sounds lame but that's the way it is.

3:05p.m
The food was mediocre but a bit spicy. No chicken was served because of the recent bird flu case here. But limited food choices has never been a problem for me. Less food = less to eat = lose weight. I hope it does that.
The canteen is like a night market selling imitation goods and gifts. Clothes here is very cheap but the quality isn't good. By the way all the food in the canteen is not halal so more reason for me to lose weight. The weather here is super hot. I think today hit 35C. HOT!HOT!HOT!
Going to rest now, feeling tired and all sweaty. Vin is out on cover on this hot day. I wonder when mine will be.

9:29p.m
Now in the bunk thinking to myself, what am I doing tomorrow? I don't have the answer. All I know is that I'll be attached to ATGM for NAVEX and we'll be moving off early in the morning. Heard that we'll be away from camp for 5 days. I'm very unsure of my role in the battalion. I get tossed and turned to so many sub-units that I'm getting disorientated. 1 day nearly down...

Well, here I am at the airport, all ready to go to Thailand. Guess what? I don't ever want to leave if you ask me honestly. Leaving was execptionally hard today as I was going to be away from home for 1 months, the longest was the previous trip to Brunei.
At least my father was there when I was leaving. My family waved goodbye as I took my leave. As I took one final glance at my family, I said to myself, "thats it". One month and I'll be back. I don't know why words are coming out, short and stumpy. The keyboard sucks for one thing and with all the distraction I couldn't think straight.
The flight is at 0315 so now we have a lot of time to kill.
At least I leave in peace, knowing that I haven't forgotten anything.
At the free internet service, time is really ticking out as my counter was making its way close to zero.

...crack...

10 more hours... 3:52 pm... time is ticking out

My bag isn't even packed. The items all laid on my bed: clothes, toiletries, tissues, headgear, books and other stuffs that I'm going to bring there. Which bag should I bring? Suddenly there's too many stuff to bring along. It should be the least of my concerns right? Ya it should. And the mess on my table, the dust on my computer all the mess have to be cleaned up.
Jukebox: Advertising space

9 more hours... 4:59 pm... time is ticking out

Had already packed my bag. Didn't realise that I have so many stuff. Now my bag is bulging. Now I'm listening to songs, as much as possible. You can put me away from TV, from computer, from games but not music. That aside, my mother seems more worried as she frequently ask me whether I brought all my essential items or not. Vin says the weather is super hot there. Hmmm... it will be the hottest tomorrow so I don't know how well day 1 will be.
Jukebox: Never be the same again

8 more hours to go... 5:42 pm... time is ticking out

Time to get some rest, eat dinner, watch TV and take a shower.
Jukebox: Running

5 more hours to go... 8:34 pm... time is ticking out

Was chatting with Vin online ealier on. Was surprised to see him online. Relieved that everything is alright there. There was so much that we could have talked about, after adding Chandra too. But too bad time wasn't on our side today as we parted soon. At least we'll be joining them soon.
Just had my dinner; mum cooked my favourite meal today (one of my favourites). Will miss my mum's cooking but nevermind. It's only a month. I'm sure I can handle it. My father will be home late tonight so I won't get a chance to say goodbye to him. What time was I leaving? I'm not sure myself.
Jukebox: By loch and mountain

4 more hours to go... 9:00 pm... time is ticking out

Final chat with Kel before I go. Hmmm... I will have to buy a lot of items from Thailand. Shirt, bags...especially bags. Heard that things are cheap over there. Meeting Chan at 1045 at Clementi as the last train is at 1110. So here goes my last words from Singapore. I just hope that I will get a few minutes to blog while at DFS later like the other time. Going to have supper soon. Enjoy my mum's cooked meal for the last time. Am I hiding my sadness? Yes I am.
Jukebox: Ugly

...time is ticking out...