back

feels good to be back. feel the rain again, the humidity in the air, the love for basketball. yet somehow i wished i never left the place where dreams come true. it feels so easy to drop all resposibilities and worries and just leave. the freedom just felt so surreal. and then when you're back you gotta shoulder all these things again, and the realisation hits twice, thricefold.

maybe i'll live the life of a travelling hermit. well, maybe not the hermit part. that'll be fun when im older. then again its just a dream eh.

anyway back in reality, im burdened with projects and assignments. tests next week, projects due after, gosh what am i doing in a course i dont really like. this is crazy but i really wanna change course at the end of the semester. hopefully can get to a year two in another business course and maybe my parents will allow it. but gotta take what i can get

oh yes! the new year. apparently when you're flying between timezones, people on a plane dont celebrate the passing of another year. it was 12 midnight on the plane back expecting some sort of free flow liquor. but NOPE. none of that. plus the fact everyone was slping and the only person to wish me was this german woman while in restroom queue. SO out came the poprocks(closest thing i had to fireworks) and a cup of apple juice. and maybe my ears betrayed me but i could have sworn to hear the SIA personnel celebrating behind curtains.

HAPPY NEW YEAR AND MERRY CHRISTMAS xD