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Normally I don't encourage being depressed.
But shit happens when you passed out (although being safety soldier plus $40 popular voucher),
and being transferred yet again to another camp, when you are once again been through blood, sweat and tears with your BTT buddies.
Then your girlfriend goes overseas for a number of days and you're so worried what's happening over at bangkok when you're already so depressed at work.
Go through everyone's blog and it seems like it's not easy being in the twenties.
WELCOME ADULTHOOD.
My life is now like a half burnt cigarrette, waiting to reach the end and to be thrown away soon.
LIKE FUCK I'M NOT EVEN TWENTY ONE YET!