PLKN preparation

     National Service Training Programme. counting the days is like an obligation. I even make a countdown in my phone's note. put it on standby and change the day left every morning when I woke up. as a result I grinned a lot lately.

     now let's talk about this week's agenda. I haven't planned much yet but one thing that I must get it done before I go is to make a haircut. I won't be having much time to take care of my hair once I get there so I need it to be short. mentioning this I feel grateful to be born as female because my hair doesn't have to be semi-bald. wonder how will my boy friends (friends who are boy. don't ever think further) look like with such haircut.

     clothes. not done yet. I can't even decide which bag should I bring. it's kinda hard. I never done this. I never leave home this long. three months. more or less like performing the Hajj. but this one won't keep the soul calm. the solution? I searched for some guides from some former participants on the Net. by the way this morning I managed to wash all clothes in my laundry basket. thanks to the good weather. no rain. just the Sun shining in the sky. I guess I was the only one in the family who did laundry today.

check back

* fill all forms. done.

* do medical check-up. done.

* make passport photo. done.

* self-confidence to make new friends. err.

     for those who know me well u might think that I'm friendly and able to make friends easily but the truth is it takes years for u to see my true colours. it's not easy. I need to adapt myself to the new surrounding and get to know all the people around me and their behavior. it's like Mathematics:

true + false = false

true + true = true

     if I can get along with just a few persons then u'll see me rather silent and that's the other way round. I need to be real quiet in the first two weeks. nobody would reveal their true self during the first time anyway. depends.