mom: i’m going to make you ginseng soup ok?

me: no, i don’t need it

mom: you need it. it makes you stronger

me: if i fall sick i’ll get a few days off.

mom: …..

In about 1 hour I’ll have to leave the house and make my way to Pasir Ris bus interchange, and eventually make my way to Pulau Tekong – the Island of no return (for 2 weeks). Right now I’m really struck by how much I’m not looking forward to it. Back in the IB days, I found myself yearning to enlist, if only to get out of the situation of having to hit the books hard for hours a day. I wanted to look forward to brainless physical exertion instead of the pressure that the looming exams placed. But now….now life is actually good. I have so much going for me now, and especially in light of my (shockingly) favorable IB results, I couldn’t be happier now. It bothers me that just when everything starts to click I have to up and leave it all. I suppose it made me appreciate the days leading up to today alot more since I was savoring the last days of “freedom” prior to going in, and really I have no regrets with how I’ve spent my time thus far. I just wish I had a little bit more time to do just a little bit more before I enlist. At least that’s what I tell myself, but I’m pretty sure that regardless of when I enlist I’ll be feeling like this, so I might as well rip off the plaster quickly and get it over with. It just pains me to tear myself away from all the bonds that I’ve formed up til now, and the cosy comforts of modern living. Once I go in I’m effectively travelling back to a simpler time. 

At least they let us use handphones now. Take that 1960s.