Though you are not from my school, I felt like posting it here.
This will be my last post before I enlist


Choices and freedom awaiting imprisonment,
One soldier solitarily facing this two week confinement.
Three pull ups, only barely can I do,
Four months training - the price of being a fool.
Five days a week I'll feel this body grow weak,
Only then I would long to be sick.
Six packs' a wish possibly fulfilled,
Yet all other desires brutally killed.
Restlessness rampant seven a week,
Portraying each moment, the image of a humble and meek.


Then comes eighth month, my birthday march at national parade,
Oh how wonderful and joyous an occasion not to celebrate?
Surely, nine or ten friends subtlely I will lose in time,
Yet only eleven or twelve acquaintances will I find.
Forget me not in whatever you do,
Remember always those fun in school.
Forget not those laughter in my presence,
Recollect even my colossal absence.


Through pain, sorrow or even torment I might feel,
Rest assured, I'll remember you.

SeaN
Bday-12081988

Some parts are odd i know, but i cant really think and i dont really have time.