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Well hello there. I feel terribly bad that this space still has people coming by from time to time and I just.... disappeared.

Anyway it has been a pretty emotionally draining 2 weeks. Thanks to the feb kids here in palmerston graduating, packing and then moving out slowly during the past week. And also trying to juggle all that emotion with the stress of my semester 1 exams that I sat for this week as well. (So can you see now how it's pretty amazing how I haven't lost my marbles yet?)

I think it still hasn't sunk in that everyone has left, though it has been noticeably quiet during meal time, with no tim stomping down the staircase belting out the latest pop senstation or some diva tune that I can so easily sing along to. Now that Jeanette and Isabelle have also packed and left, it feels even weirder. Not seeing jeanette's collection of slippers outside her room saddens me, and not having Isabelle over at my room talking rubbish in the middle of the night makes me feel as though something's missing.

It's tiring because I think we all consistently put ourselves through so much change- especially this year, that when something comes to an end, we just dread what is ahead of us. This year I've said plentiful of goodbyes, and forced myself out of my comfort zone so many times. So this time, when everyone moves out, its no different. Even though it's been only 6 months with these people, it feels like I've known them for a while. All the midnight snacking, random jams in the dining area. Being weekend warriors, studying all through the night when Friday night comes by. And also knowing that whenever I open my door, they're just right there for me.

Things are going to be different, good different bad different, I'm not so sure yet. But it sure as hell wouldn't be like what it was like with the girls. But I guess that's what life is all about huh, they always tell you to anticipate change. That change is the only constant in your life. Change always hurts, though.

Can't wait to pack up and leave Melbourne for a good 6 weeks. It's time I deserve some good family and friend time back in Singapore.

In the mean time, and on a much lighter note........ Here's the yearly VS Fashion Show that comes around this time of the year, and I tend to question my existence. I am therefore, a potato.