Finally another week goes by and my tired body once again gets a rest. Well, sorta. From today, it'll be a week. Den another 2 weeks after that to pop. How wonderful is that. Not very har.

The last time i made a wish, it din turn out right. Well, this year, i have decided not to make one. Was in the car just now when my dad fetched me back from camp. An emptiness bore a hole straight through me. The scary pain once again set in. I close my eyes and think of her and it seems all but a dream. Thats probably what it is now. Nothing. Picked a shell from Palau Tekong at the Situation test site on the first night there. Looking at it brought back such happy thoughts but all that remains now seems so hardened, dead. What can i do so that i can forget you jess?

All that i look forward to is getting to know where i will be posted to after bmt. My hopes are now shacky. Just hope for the best. OCS, will you await me?