What happened to 96 weeks, or 96 days away?
Time waits for no one, and I can't seem to accept the way it is. Most probably because I am so comfortable in my comfort zone, and I just refuse to accept how painful or stabbing reality is.
It will be my second time going away from my father and mother. I grew up without them being at home looking after me every single day. I suppose I will get used to it soon before I know it.
What is pulling me back is, Kevin. I know, family first. Like I said once, no one will understand no one unless they are in their shoes. What you think you see is what I say / show. It is in no certain that I spill every single detail of my life.
People tell me that you are never ready to leave. Says who? I've been growing up alone since 7 years old, without my dear father. Only under grandparents' guidance, it's totally different. And yet I can't blame them, because no one..
Anyway, I shall enjoy my last few days eating more food and grow fatter. To make my flight ticket worth the money :p
Since I am only allowed to carry limited weight, I shall add weight on myself heh heh heh */bimbo moments*
Till my departure, my schedule is ALL packed.
Tomorrow; hairdo with mom during day, dinner with mom's side of family.
Sunday; early Father's Day lunch with parents by me in Suki-ya, swimming + dinner with 1 of my dearest pharmacist :)
Monday; lunch with Kevin's mom, dinner with family
Tuesday; last lunch with Kevin, night to airport
I will be doing my last minute packing on Tuesday as well, so, I CAN DO IT! :D
Yeapz.
Now listening: One Spring Day by 2AM.
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