12 more hours and I will be at Boon Lay MRT station waiting for the bus to take me to the new 2nd home, SISPEC.

I am scared, of what is awaiting for me. I can't let go of what I have been through in Tekong, in Leopard. I find myself difficult to let go.

I will miss my section mates, miss their rants, their laughters, their companionship.

I will miss my platoon mates, miss the gentle nod I see them along the corridor, miss some of the stupid stuff they have done but it seems all so funny to me only now.

I will miss my sergeants, be it some who annoy me, be it some who are patient with the platoon, and sergeants who I know they care.

I will miss the warrant officers, who jokes to make training more pleasant, who try to guide us to be more motivated, who look stern but actually cares for us.

One must forgo the past so that he can move forward into the future.

I am not ready yet.