And This Is How The Cookie Crumbles!

Huh! Last night in my homeland, Singapore. The place where is truly home. You must be wondering why I'm saying such a statement when I haven't even seen the other side of UK. I believe it is still home. The friends, family, food, weather, nightlife. It all comes in a package that truly is uniquely Singapore, and I'll definitely miss everything here, especially the people here. There are just too many to mention. Some of course are more close to my heart, and it's not a matter of how long I've known them or how much I have been meeting them.

This week past really slow for me. Maybe I wanted it to pass as slow as possible. I guess I have said my goodbyes to as many people as possible. Some I'll really miss very much. Tomorrow holds a new era in my life. Something I have never expected myself to stumble upon 2 years back, something like a fantasy, a land far away, with cultures I have yet to understand, people I have yet to click with and make friends of diverse cultural backgrounds.
The only things that will probably remind me of home are the pictures I uploaded into my laptop. When the lonely winter days approach, I'll probably be looking at them, thinking back on the good old days, and counting down the weeks to be home once again.

Had dinner with my family just, and when my dad drove past cityhall, I just glanced out of the window, staring at Marina Square, Esplanade and Raffles City, as if I were a tourist. I probably won't get to see it for the next 9 months or so. Time will fly by I believe.

All preparations have been done, and so, it's Qantas tomorrow, bound for London, which is about 13 hours flight. After landing in London, it will be another 7 hours of waiting before the domestic flight to Newcastle Upon Tyne, which will be about another 2 hours of flight. Just hope the terrorist will stay quiet on September 11th morning, when I'm preparing for my domestic flight to Newcastle.

I'll be fighting hard to come back.