After all, I had been a prisoner for 414 days to date and more days waited to be crossed out. I had adjusted and lived as a prisoner for that span of time. Maybe, when I was a cadet I acted in the most gentlemanly manner a military man must act but when I became a convicted cadet, I lost that actuations but I still stried to act the most gentlemanly manner a civilian must be acting. And such, I concluded that it takes more time to metamorphose from being a civilian to a military person than the other way around.

With all the circumstances I've narrated, what fools do? They would choose death . . . but for me I would choose to live and fight it out even to the hardest of ways. For as long as I live, I think, and for as longs as I think, I am alive. After all, I have learned through my experiences and from them I have grown more mature to evade the pangs of failure.