10 months.. another chapter of my life closes. The end of my university life – the end of my studies journey.. out to the world full of politics, full of fake people, full of ‘danger’.. Sent the 4th person to the airport this week and I’m left with 2 more days here..
Was chatting with my korean friends before they left and they were telling me the first time they saw me.. they could remember the shirt i’m wearing, my hairstyle, everything.. we talked and they cried.. It makes me feel sad too.. Tassie, a place that I never thought I would end up with but still I came.. Let’s refresh some memory..
My Very First:
- First time waking up at 3am in the morning, driving almost 3 hours plus to watch the sunrise
- First time driving through fog
- First time driving at 140km/hr
- First time washing a toilet
- First time washing and drying my own clothes
- First time drinking so much in my life
- First time seeing and tasting snow
- First time seeing double rainbows and many many rainbows
- First time seeing shooting stars
- First time stealing abalone
- First time fishing with fishes home
- First time not sleeping 36 hours to rush assignment
- First time finish studying every single page of a textbook
The most sadest thing this week was I bid goodbye to him.. didn’t manage to get any hug, just a hand shake because there are others around.. I know jolly well I wont be his favourite hello and hardest goodbye thou he said that he will come singapore to work 5 years later after he finishes his national service.. as much as I would like to believe.. my brain works over my heart and say no.. lolx.. because he didnt kept his bibimbab promise.. so disappointing but i still know that no matter what, life goes on.. If the right one were to come, it will come.
Just 2 more days and I’m heading off for my graduation trip.. the past week, I’ve thought alot.. actually just like every other friends here.. I’m also having mixed feeling about going home.. I can finally understand the feeling and the decision made by students studying overseas about not wanting to go home.. I understand it completely now.. It’s definitely not like what everyone is saying that the grass is greener at the other side.. It’s because things are no longer the same anymore.. the kind of freedom that you have.. the kind of personal space you have.. the kind of life you wants to lead without telling or reporting to anyone… the kind of independence that you have already got used to.. I’m deciding to rent a hse when I get a job when I’m back in Spore.. I hope I have not reach the point of no return…
Where you steal abalone!!!
haha… tell you when I get back