And I'm just happy that somebody and somebody finally broke off.
And....I was happy that somebody left somebody for good, until I realised that it was all bullshit. Well well well. Ahem.
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I met up with Wennie on the day before I went back to Hong Kong. We were sharing about problems that all overseas students face - The Return. When you get so used to a place, you start to wonder where do you call "home". And about the prospects, about settling down, about growing up in a place without the loved ones that used to grow up with you. I dont like that feeling, but I cant part this place just yet.
Its not really confusing, but its kinda complicated. When I went home in new year, my mum made the effort to make me feel a sense of belonging at our house. She did offered to sleep in with my dad so that me and my sister can share a room, but she didnt sleep well for the 1st night and I offered to switch. She gladly accept. And all those discussion about getting a new wardrobe, another bed, arrangements of furnitures to make me fit......I feel the effort, I really do.
And btw, my sis had an uglier haircut. The ugliest ever.
Steamboat on the first day back! Thats my sister's ugliest ever hair cut.
Her hair matches with any quirky clothes now. But NOT TEESHIRT AND JEANS.
Rose left Singapore 2 days ago. She's flying back to the arms of her boyfriend and leaving him for another 2 years to Canada. It was quite chaotic at the farewell dinner when she learnt that her return flight to Phil is gonna shoulder-pass her boyfriend's departure flight to Saudi Arabia, we didnt even had the proper say goodbye and teary speech. Me and my aunt ended up gossiping over hot pot.
This is the 1st pic of us taken together...hmmm. Im missing her already.
My sis and I bought her a trench coat as farewell pressie. Vogue la, Rose, Vogue!
