Went to Clark Quay to have a drink with two heartbroken guys who got ditched by their fucking girlfriends. All Bob and I could do was to listen to their sorrows and watched them finished bottles of alcohol. They were choking on their tears when they spoke, almost on the verge of crying. Poor souls, hope they are doing fine.

I heard the stories, even an idiot knows who's right. Hope those bitches can fuck themselves off from this world.

My bro is sick of his life. He is tired of all those retarded trainings at SAFTI. He kept whining to me about all those shits he have to go through. He said he do not have the right mentality and attitude at this point of time to proceed with his officer course. How he wished he was just a normal soldier who serve from 8 to 5 daily.

I hope he have the strength to pull through.