Decisions were made over the past week. Decisions that may well change the path of my life. Right or wrong, I really can't say.. Its more of a feeling thing.. A thing that is pretty much a nice vision of what might come.. One might well end up as a failure.. Come next week, i'll be putting up my preference of weapon. If things go right, its the guns for me. I can't say its the right choice, but i really hope I can survive the training there..



Its been a tough week for the RSAF.. With one death of a really good man, it made me see ever so clearly the shortness of one's life. I didn't really know him, but he was in my camp. He was the best trainee of his course. Then a few days after his POP, he went. Just like that. The news was an absoulute shock to us all. Death comes to all, both young and old, and in recent cases, the young just seem as vulnerable. Life is truly nothing but a vapour.



I think I'm really an adult now.. the worries I have now are pretty much adult's worries.. finances, future, family and many others. "What would you do if suddenly you were more or less the sole breadwinner of the family at 19? Can you cope?" Never before have I thought of such things.. But now I see them as issues that have to be addressed.



Sobering thoughts huh? What is your future? Struggling to make ends meet cos you never planned for your future? Don't make the mistake. Its never too earky to have some form of plan for the future.