Slept over at Housie's last night and spent the day with her. She's going back to Malaysia tomorrow and coming back in February, by then I'll already be gone.
Even though we said goodbye like we usually did, but because we both know it will be the last time doing so, it was deeply emotional. Especially the hug which sealed it.
Held back my tears then, and though it's been hours, I still feel like crying.
Perhaps it's because we're all alone in a foreign land with no one but the friends we acquired along the way, thus we share a much deeper bond than the usual friends we have back home.
The friends we acquired here is a replacement of our family members, people whom we turn to when we need help, people whom we spend much of our time with, people whom we turn to without thinking twice, people whom we share our ups and downs with. Living together, sharing our thoughts, and helping each other through during times of homesickness and tough time in adjusting to the new environment. And not to mention, celebrating birthdays and festive seasons together.
Perhaps that is why we share a deeper emotional bond, which makes bidding farewell more difficult.
We can comfort ourselves by saying that we'll meet again, but who knows what's in stall in future? We can only seek solace in the comfort that we crossed path, and have shared and created some wonderful memories together.
This just reminds me of the day I left Singapore. The poly peeps sending me off, and the emotional phone call with Jessica babe. And of me crying like an idiot on the flight because I was told Adrian got into an accident.
It's deja vu all over again.
And this is just the first of the many more to come.
Even though we said goodbye like we usually did, but because we both know it will be the last time doing so, it was deeply emotional. Especially the hug which sealed it.
Held back my tears then, and though it's been hours, I still feel like crying.
Perhaps it's because we're all alone in a foreign land with no one but the friends we acquired along the way, thus we share a much deeper bond than the usual friends we have back home.
The friends we acquired here is a replacement of our family members, people whom we turn to when we need help, people whom we spend much of our time with, people whom we turn to without thinking twice, people whom we share our ups and downs with. Living together, sharing our thoughts, and helping each other through during times of homesickness and tough time in adjusting to the new environment. And not to mention, celebrating birthdays and festive seasons together.
Perhaps that is why we share a deeper emotional bond, which makes bidding farewell more difficult.
We can comfort ourselves by saying that we'll meet again, but who knows what's in stall in future? We can only seek solace in the comfort that we crossed path, and have shared and created some wonderful memories together.
This just reminds me of the day I left Singapore. The poly peeps sending me off, and the emotional phone call with Jessica babe. And of me crying like an idiot on the flight because I was told Adrian got into an accident.
It's deja vu all over again.
And this is just the first of the many more to come.
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