It's the beginning of week 3 and i was kinda worried of losing to be honest although i knew that i wasn't trying hard enough to win. People have been telling me that i'm being too ambitious and stuff. Now i know that i have a very huge chance of going home, perhaps i finally can see everything crystal clear.
I can finally enjoy my journey at last. Succeeding didn't give me enough satisfaction, probably because i was feeling too lucky to win or things. I can feel the sadness of losing and not being able to see my friends from the first training. The end of the second one is just around the corner.This is once-in-a-lifetime journey where i can meet people from all over the country.
Of course there are many memorable things i can tell, like how we played the paintball game for the 1st Sunday (i shot someone pointblank on the back) and went hiking for the second one (we crossed a river) and how we ran to the rooftop to get our shoes because it suddenly started to rain during the end of the class.
Finally, i can live my journey the way i want to. Even if i fail now, i'm glad.And if i passed, i know that i would use this solemness to strive harder for the future, not only for me, but also for those i've surpassed and for those who've helped me and moreover believed in me from the very beginning.
