And thus it is time again for the mandatory farewell post, as i commence the 2nd year of the 5 years that according to experts, will shape my future. Its been 3 and a half months of fun and goodness, a little boredom at times, but yeah, its good. Had the food i missed, and those that i didn't. Learnt a couple new tricks on the instruments and got my self a few things that i wanted, and some that perhaps i didn't so much wanted but bought them anyway. But its not any of these that makes the holiday such a great time. It maybe be cliched, but yeah, its the people that makes every summer the summer of 69. Or at least close to one.
I mean we couldn't hang out everyday, not all of us. But everytime we do. I had fun. And its this friendship i guess that may one day lead me back to singapore after i've at least attempted the all time dream of 'seeing the world'.
And on that, Home is a stupid song. It ain't true. Home isn't trying to quantify a place in memories, its not about 'knowing every street and shore'. And the new version sucks.
Alright. 56 more hours to go.
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