There's this funny feeling when you browse through photos from the {beginning till the end}. Especially sometimes when some things have ended. In a literal sense. Looking back at photos you took when you just got to know a person, and thinking how much things have changed since then. Again its also heartbreaking to see how close you were to someone, remembering the moments shared, then coming to realisation that things would never be like how it was, ever again.
I guess this is how living abroad by your own is like. You tend to accept new things coming into your life much more easily than before. Freedom is yours, and its really up to your creativity how would you play around or get the most out of it.
And...i think this is my favourite way of indicating that exams are here. Had been my 'exam tradition' way back since PMR to blog during critical times, and blog less (or not blog at all) during normal days..weird I know. I think procrastinating is in my blood...........
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I would't call myself someone who has constant homesick 'attacks' (like some people I know who faces severe weekly, or even attacks every three days). But I guess this time I really do. Trying hard to figure out why this only happens after 2 years of being here..
Good luck to...me! for the upcoming days. and:
imu. shgojwcsulplxw.
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