So I'm finally back in Singapore! In spite of all the things I've said about not wanting to come back, I can't help but feel a sense of relief and happiness when the plane touched down. Even seeing the SIA air stewardesses on board made me feel slightly better cuz it means I'm one step closer to home. And I can honestly say that I was really glad to see my dad waiting for me at the gate in the airport.
It's nice to see that nothing much has changed. To see the same old trees lining the same old highway. Walking through the rooms in my house, and seeing the same old things (or crap) in the same places where I left them 5 months ago. And of course, it was really nice to see my dog again :) He still remembers me!
It was nice meeting up with Shuqi and Huajia today also. Talking to them felt like I never left at all. I'm really looking forward to meeting up with the others also, especially WWF haha. Except that Jamie is in the US, and Janice is still in London pfft.
The jet lag is still killing me, though it wasn't as bad as when I just reached the US. I'm trying my best to adjust back to a more normal sleeping habit. And that means not waking up at 7am haha.
The bad thing about coming back is that I have loads to unpack, and lots of shit to sift through. I also need to find a job. Argh. Plus I need to mentally prepare myself for life back in NUS. Time to mug properly. No more slacking and skipping classes haha. Sad day.
In conclusion, it's nice to be back. My time in the US was an adventure, and I've really learnt alot. I've learnt to rely on myself, and about the importance of the people around you. I've also learnt that everyone is different, yet despite our different backgrounds, we can still click really well together. And that one should always be open to other cultures and opinions, and be willing to move out of their comfort zone. That's almost the best way to learn anything, I guess. Most importantly, I thank the Lord for bringing me this far. For the opportunity to travel this far away from the familiar. For seeing me through every obstacle I ever faced there. And of course, for the wonderful experiences I've had.
But I still miss the US, and the people back there. The problem with a semester-long exchange is that, once you start adjusting and really have fun, it's time for you to leave :( Which sucks. I really miss my roommate, and Lauren, and the French. Chatting with them online doesn't help, especially when my roommate says things like, "what will i do without you. who will i dance with and who will tell me i'm stupid?" And the sadder thing is that, I know that my memories of them will fade with time, and when all of us get caught up in the hustle and bustle of life. But I shall not think so much, and just go with the flow. One day at a time.
All this time lingers, undefined.
Someone choose who's left and who's leaving.
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