I am leaving on a MAS plane...

It has been exactly one month since I've been in Melbourne.



Funny, how time flies. I remember, my first week here, time just didn't pass by quickly enough. Each day seemed to feel like an eternity, and each day, I willed every moment to whiz past... All I wanted was to go home.

Things havn't changed that much. Home is still, home, for me. But now, I don't wake up dreading how excruciatingly slow my day will pass for the following day to arrive. I skip on the long pathway all the way to university. I concoct dishes to cook every night. I enjoy sifting through my wardrobe to look for new things and ways to layer my clothes. I say hi to random strangers, and they greet me back. I gorge on yummy Aussie chocolates like my life depended on it. I bounce happily on my bed with its bright flowery comforter whenever I take a breather. I appreciate the fact that TimTams are always a Coles away. I make new friends everyday.

Melbourne isnt' home, but it is somewhere that I can build memories and experiences on, and I ain't going to waste the opportunity.



Looking through some pictures taken on the day that I left...

Note: Please do pardon the extreme bad shape I am in in the pictures, the sallow skin, the puffy eyes... Cried so much before I left... :(





Dinner with my family before leaving for the airport. Hee, saw my sister aiming the camera at me, hence, the narcissistic pose. :P


Dinner was exceptionally difficult. Every kind word from my family or my boyfriend threatens to trigger off my tearbuds all over again. I keep on telling myself, "Don't cry, don't cry, you've cried enough already", but the sight of the people I love, the fact that they won' be around me, washed over me again and again, and before I knew it, tears were spilling over my eyes again. All I wanted to do was to cling on to someone and beg them, please, don't let me go, let me stay here with you all...

I had a dinner of rice with 6 dishes, alongside with tears seasoning.




Mummy and I... :)




Erm, one last poser pic before I go? ;)
(LOOK at the "raised-eyebrow I don't know her man" look on the boyfriend's face!!! *hmmph*)



Yeye and Mama (aka grampa and granny)
I think this is one of the pictures that betrayed my puffy red eyes the most.




My idiot of a sister had to take this picture-lah. Traitor!




My annoying brother. He didn't go to the airport with us 'cause he had homework.
I suspect he wanted to play PS2. -_-




At the airport...Teeny and Jing, my lovely sisters *muahks* :)




A couple of people called me in the airport, each one opening the floodgates all over again...
*shy*




Thank you, guys, for sending me off....*BIG BEAR HUG* :)




Taken just before I had to check in...




I forced my sisters to put on sad faces, 'cause like, duh, the most inspirational person in their lives are leaving! Muahaha.. =p




My sister and I, dabbing at the tears that flowed freely... :(




Don't cry, baby.. Four months is gonna fly...

(Ignore the fact that my butt looks like pork lard now, I am warning you.)




I love you, baby...


Home is still home, and it is waiting for me. :)