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I had been in the army for almost one years and four months liao, so what did army trained me into?

Hmm~ Army had trained me not to give thing up and take all the hardship. Which mean even if I'm tired, I will only rest and take each step of my life slowly. But not stop! Cause if I stop, everything will goes to zero. . .

Time had been pasting by too fast. What should I do after I ORD? Work? Or Study? Haiz. . . .

Been missing someone deeply these days. . . And the person is my Dad. . . It had been four years plus since that day. Deep in my heart I miss him so much. So many thing that I want to tell him. So many places that I want to bring him to. But there is no more chance for me to do. . . .

I was used to be damn playful kid. Someone who don't care, don't concern about my family. All I knew was to play and enjoy. But in fact, I don't really enjoy myself during my school time.

Until that day, when everything happen. I was awaken. I found myself, I know what the right things to do and what I shouldn't do. . . But everything thing since too late. . . I saw my mum cried. In front of me. I had never seem her so sad before. Everything was a blank to me. And at that moment, I told myself. I must do something. Something that will change my life. . . Care for my family. My mum. . .

I try to listen to her. Understand her feeling and why she scold me in this way. In short, I put myself in her shoe. I control my temper and listen to what she say.

My Dad was a wonderful dad . . . He was a bus driver, and earned around $1k+ per month, which was able to support my family of five. And he hardly spend money buying the thing he one. To him, we are alway the top priority then himself. And the most of all he love my mum without saying so. So as us.

I still remember, when I was a young kid, whenever I'm going out with my friend for some movie. He will asked do I have enough money? Do I need more money? As I reply, no. . . But in the end, he will still gave me some extra money. In spite of his low income, he is willing to spend more money on his family then himself.

He care for the old ones too. Someone who he don't even know.

And he is my dad. He's someone that I want to tell him how much I really care for him. And there are many thing that I want to talk about. How much I miss him. My feeling. . . I had been hiding all this feeling since that day. Cause I want my mum to cheer up. And I don't want her to see me crying. To be truth, I'm crying right now. . . I LOVE YOU DAD . . .