*dramatic sigh*
Someone just told me that "normal" life is Back-There.
So goodbye, "abnormal" Here-and-Now life.
I know I'll miss you for the next one year until I can return back to you.
You've been such an awesome companion for the last 2 months.
Although you got all the name-calling,
But I declare you the superior one;
Because you're the only one who provides me with concentrated & unconditional love.
I can never express myself properly at such times, so I'm sorry but you have to read through a whole bunch of nonsensical-sounding thought-process. This is the hardest part of coming home. So y'know, before you ask me why I'm trying hard to not come back till 1 year later, try to understand this dilemma.
2 months condensed:
1. Night cycling
2. First-ever AGPC "Running Man"
3. LC Attachment
4. Batam Trip
5. Bangkok Trip
6. MEBIG experience
7. Bridesmaid for cousin's wedding
8. Meet-ups
Lots of "First-times" this trip, but the most impactful one was probably being a bridesmaid. One thing that struck me was the sheer money, time & effort that goes into a wedding. I was so exhausted just doing the prep for the gatecrashing games and the random tasks during the wedding itself and I was only the bridesmaid. It's true that weddings are once a lifetime so people tend to splurge on it, but for me I think I'd be happy just having a small-scale church wedding. It'd be even better if marriages could be a hush-hush affair. I mean just get married in the presence of loved ones and not in front of the whole world and that obligated guest list. Weddings are probably the worst nightmares for people who hate to be in the limelight. I don't know why but weddings make me very tearful. Seeing the groom express his love to the bride is really touching, and even more so when parents cry during the couple's thank you speeches.
Having a last meetup in an hour's time.
Gonna miss the sun & the food.
Adios.
Someone just told me that "normal" life is Back-There.
So goodbye, "abnormal" Here-and-Now life.
I know I'll miss you for the next one year until I can return back to you.
You've been such an awesome companion for the last 2 months.
Although you got all the name-calling,
But I declare you the superior one;
Because you're the only one who provides me with concentrated & unconditional love.
I can never express myself properly at such times, so I'm sorry but you have to read through a whole bunch of nonsensical-sounding thought-process. This is the hardest part of coming home. So y'know, before you ask me why I'm trying hard to not come back till 1 year later, try to understand this dilemma.
2 months condensed:
1. Night cycling
2. First-ever AGPC "Running Man"
3. LC Attachment
4. Batam Trip
5. Bangkok Trip
6. MEBIG experience
7. Bridesmaid for cousin's wedding
8. Meet-ups
Lots of "First-times" this trip, but the most impactful one was probably being a bridesmaid. One thing that struck me was the sheer money, time & effort that goes into a wedding. I was so exhausted just doing the prep for the gatecrashing games and the random tasks during the wedding itself and I was only the bridesmaid. It's true that weddings are once a lifetime so people tend to splurge on it, but for me I think I'd be happy just having a small-scale church wedding. It'd be even better if marriages could be a hush-hush affair. I mean just get married in the presence of loved ones and not in front of the whole world and that obligated guest list. Weddings are probably the worst nightmares for people who hate to be in the limelight. I don't know why but weddings make me very tearful. Seeing the groom express his love to the bride is really touching, and even more so when parents cry during the couple's thank you speeches.
Having a last meetup in an hour's time.
Gonna miss the sun & the food.
Adios.
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