HOLD YOUR HEAD UP HIGH, SON.

I have my dreams again. My ambitions re-ignited and my plans are clear. For the second time in a long while, I actually have belief in myself and I am not afraid of what lies ahead.

And I owe it all to my primary school mate Nurfaiz. (Yes, there are a shitload of people with the same name as me.)

Also,

National Service, here I come!

(Someone remind me to never spend another night like that ever again!)