biabia (:

26th Dec, Sat

On this very last day. All I want to do, is to leave behind all the sad moments. All the time I feel horrible about missing home. Missing my family. Missing my friends. Missing the good old days. Missing the life I wish for.

I guess most of the exchange students are bittersweet about leaving Copenhagen. I guess I’m the only kid who is purely happy about going home. These 4 months has been an ultimate nightmare. There were so many things to juggle. Learning about living in a foreign place is seriously no easy feat. It’s so tiring to always be keeping a look out for myself. Making sure that I’m safe Making sure I have food. Making sure I don’t freeze to death. Making sure that I am studying. Making sure that I do my laundry. Making sure I still know what’s happening at home. Making sure that I am still learning every single day about little things in life. Making sure I’m happy, we are all happy.

It may sound like it’s all whining to you. But coming from a kid who never had to wash her laundry, to cook her meals, to clean the house, whose only duty is to study and be happy, I believe it’s fair.

I hope the flights gonna be like a wink of eye. I would wake up and find myself in Bangkok, that it would be a super enjoyable last 3 hours on the plane transit home. To where I know I call home. It’s all corny and cheesy. But that’s the simplest and most direct way of putting it across. It’s the place of my roots. The place my family and friends are. The social circle that I can grow and be happy most.

These 4 months have been truly an eye opener. To find out how different Europe is like. How this so called beautiful 4 seasons is totally not awesome at all. How surprising it is to find out that so many countries aren’t as fortunate as Singapore. How amazing the history and mankind can be. And how ugly we can turn into. How people interact when we all come together, not due to a common purpose like running a project or learning something. How blessed we are to be shielded from natural disasters and prospering economically. How Singlish is truly a unique identity of Singaporeans. How I have to speak to make native and non-native English speakers understand and be understood. How it is really not easy to manage a household. How it is a real headache not to know what to cook for the next meal. How heavy groceries can be. How I miss hanging out. How inconvenient it can be out on the streets not to be able to find free toilets. How amazing it is to go on a train without gantries. How most people in the world aren’t as uptight as Singaporeans, they are able to take a step at a step. How important it is to stay true to yourself. How so many so many temptations are out there in the world.

So many things to see. So many things to experience. It’s time to go home. And bring all that I’ve learnt and translate them into being a better kid. To be a real adult. No more wasting of life.

21 and invincible. Here I come.