This time, it's not my turn entering a new chapter of life. It's HH. He is officially enlisted into National Service (NS) today.

Yeah, I cried a bit. I just can't help it especially when we were looking at each other as a form of goodbye from the bus and on the pavement for the longest time. It is not that I am unaware we would see each other again after 11 days (the exact date to be 18 July) - in fact the longest time frame we never met is 2 days - I am sad 'cause I know, somehow or another, the boy I have come to love would be gone and a man shall be in his place. I shall miss him dearly, though I am sure I would love the man even more.

No, it's not a bad thing at all, being separated for a while though under forced circumstances. It is time I - or even the both of us - learn how to be independent on our own. I have come to rely him a bit too much - you can say he has, one way or another, became part of my life indefinitely - too much that I missed him the moment I know he was leaving home for the academy. Hopefully, by the time we see each other again in 11 days' time, I would be stronger, at least for him.

It is also a good opportunity for me to reorganise my life at the present moment - too much work and viruses have definitely messed it up big time - and pick up whatever I missed. My relationship with my family has been healthily improving - thanks to HH and my cousin Jean - and I am determined to continue this way. Perhaps, before the 11th day, I am able to find the perfect opportunity to share the news of my relationship to HH with my parents. I wanna give him back the due recognition he deserves after doing so much for me and for the both of us.

I am no longer thinking from a first person perspective "I". Now, it's my life full of "we" - HH and I.