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Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Army.

It's finally set in.

All these while I've been thinking like army may not be that bad. It'll be over soon. But when the day approaches, its really setting in. The fear and uncertainty is beginning its insidious creep on me. I'm starting to become oh so emotional everytime I talk about army.

I feel like suddenly my life is being taken away from me. Everything that I have, all my friends, family, love ones, will be taken away. Well though its temporal, its still difficult nevertheless. Theres so many things I want to do, so many things I want to say. I'll miss my friends, family and Mel.

I feel unprepared. Mentally and physically unprepared. Spiritually too. I really pray that I won't lose sight of God.

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