There And Back Again

 

Here i am, back in singapore. It is truly an enriching experience to have gone overseas for these many years. Through the time spent, i've found and lost friends, made and unmade enemies, found and lost a girlfriend, found and lost myself. Yes, found and lost myself indeed. I've grown from aimless to ambitous and now i'm clueless.

 

Home-coming is a wierd feeling. I think the person who expressed most happiness is the uncle at the duck rice stall. Seeing a hardcore customer like me return home seem to be his utmost joy.

 

The journey back wasn't that bad. I tore a hole in my pants in the plane lost sleep the night before and found out that the only shoes i have is a broken pair of suede. nice. home-coming is nice.

 

Now two of my little cousins are surrounding me and amusing themselves with whatever they find. The have so much little laughs and its hard to comprehend what they are laughing about. The wierdest thing is that even as i am typing this paragraph, they are standing there reading me talking about them.

 

Well, so much for now. Take care.