Holiday Mood

First day back in Brissy. So much to do, don’t know where to start… I am still in a holiday mood.

Some of the postcards I mailed out from KIWILAND. :) the original intention was to send one to each of my girlfriends but 1 whole day of skiing made me so tired, that idea was scrapped. That on top of the surprise birthday party we threw for Han Hui on our last night in Christchurch took all the time away.

It feels different this semester. I think it has something to do with Alvin moving out and Shi Qi moving in. I miss him already. :(

Back to reality

3 flights in 5 days is just plain horrid. Aeroplanes and me don’t go well together.. :(

But holidays as usual are always awesome. For those who didn’t know, I have been in cold cold New Zealand the past 5 days. Living it up in 5 star hotels with huge plush beds and room service was really really really fantabulous. But the waking up at 6am to embark on our daytrips was a chore. Joy Joy ain’t a morning person.

Still, the scenes I saw blew my mind. Snow-capped mountains for as far as my eye can see. Lakes so huge and still, a perfect reflection of the beautiful scenery. Hmm, shall let pictures do the talking when we finally sort out the 1000+ shots. :)

Came back to Brisbane and was greeted with a very dirty bedroom. Who knew dust collects so fast?! Just vacuumed the floor, washed my bedsheets, wiped all open surfaces, etc. I feel like Cinderella past midnight. :(

School tomorrow. 3 day week! Yayness~

Home

Having mixed feelings as I leave for home tonight. Yeah, mummy says “are you ready to go home?” So if Brisbane is home, what is the place I have been living in for the past month?

To be honest, Singapore is starting to feel distant. I don’t know the fastest way to town anymore. I don’t know my neighbours. I don’t know what to do when I wake up. I don’t know the foreigner that just squeezed passed me on the train. I don’t know the fashion. What was once my world is changing too fast, too furious.

The people have been lovely of course.

But I am excited at going home. To where life was more meaningful then waking up and going shopping. To a friendly environment where people say “thank you” to everything and everyone. To a slower pace of living where waiting 45 minutes for a bus is the norm. To where I am free to do what I want, when I want it.

Even if it means having to do laundry and cook balanced meals. I feel like going home.