I have been here for 3 months le..
the end of spring break kinda of signifies the half way mark of this journey..
it's still that mixed bag of feelings, like before I arrived here..
sometimes you just feel the sudden gush of home sick..
it's a very funny feeling.. just gently tinkering towards the heart from various parts of your body..
to go back to a place where the maid will do my laundry..
where I don't have 'clean the toliet bowl' duty..
where I don't need to worry about when the shampoo's abt to finish..
where I don't need to tie my accounts monthly to keep track of expenses..
Then there are other times...
I wished I decided to study overseas from day one..
or when I decide that life here may be something I actually want..
like maybe I should find a job here or do an internship
maybe the manhanttan wall street life..
haha.. or maybe dressing up as Eeyore, working in Disneyland..
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