realization

the night sky looks different indeed.

on certain occasions the sky looked clear and the stars felt within reach of my hands, other occasions the sky looked nasty and the stars would hide away behind the clouds.

many a times, planes would fly by low, preparing to land in singapore, the freedom to soar through the skies brought about by the wings, makes me want to fly away from this island.

was it deja vu i experienced back then, or was it just me? some of my platoon mates resembled people i knew from before, be it their names, physical appearances or personalities.

pardon me for such metaphorical expressions, detoxification from vulgarities is pretty much needed at this point of time, for i have sworn far too much over the last 3 weeks. shall not talk about military life since blogging about racial issues and even your teachers can get you into hot soup, swear lesser (self-imposed), take care and peace people~