1 week to POP.
22days to both my new posting and my 22nd birthday.
which i aint expecting much. ( like who remembers )
getting used to army life.
so be it if people things i keng.
i choose to my own safety road down the path in army.
all i just want is to avoid getting injured or worsen my injuries.

somehow i yearn to see someone every book out.
and i donno m i thinking too much.
but i m just concerned whether she bothers bout me.
cos things doesnt seem to be pleasant when i don get her response.
or maybe i just suck at going after her.
suck at expressing myself.
i donno if time is bullshit.
but it seems time is playing with me. making me confused. giving problems every minute.
how i just hope her to be my listening ear. which like it doesnt seem that she wans to be.
blablabla. i m complaining yes i m. but forgive me my friends. other then army, i need some other life back.
whatever. i m just confused.

great one, be with me, i ask you. amen.