In between being done with uni and coming home:

I haven't really been writing ever since exams ended but finally, I'm forced to come onto this platform after exhausting every single video and drama that I have been wanting to watch. My eyes are stinging from staring at the computer screen for about 8 hours, and my head is starting to hurt. So then I thought, what a better time to start writing whatever that comes out from my head now? I'm the best when it comes to timing. 

As usual, I'm always plaguing myself with a lot of unnecessary thoughts when actually, everything is fine and there isn't anything to worry or be sad about. The last few days were spent catching up with different friends that I've come to meet over the last 4 years here in Melbourne, some older, some younger, some closer and some not so close ones. It has been a while since I've actively tried to put myself out there to talk to people around me besides the ones that are the closest to me. 

The lesson learnt is that sometimes small talk will give you bigger perspectives in some things. As much as I hear people complain about how tiring it is to engage in small talk, I still believe that by making the effort and reallllly opening up for a conversation is something that is well needed by anyone. Humans are inevitably social creatures, no? 

I've had pretty good conversations with my friends in the last couple of days, with other days in between just spent alone at home, hidden under the sheets watching youtube videos. It's all about the balance. 

As the future draws near, with regards to work starting and a whole lot of uncertainty ready to freak me out, I'm constantly telling myself that it is okay and that change is really the only constant in life. Being someone that is a creature of habit, adapting to change usually takes me a while to get used to and the thought of packing up everything that I own here in Melbourne, meeting up with friends I've come to love and know here in Melbourne and eventually moving back into the same room I used to sleep in when I was 5 all the way till I was 17, scares me. Going back to something that "I know" is still something that I'm worried about because Singapore has been always associated with "holiday" the last 4 years and changing that association back to "home", as easy as that may sound like, is still going to take a bit of effort. 

I was skyping my mum yesterday and she told me, "it's been 4 years and now you're coming home. Come home, Rachel. Home is good." 

I laughed and told her, "Being home is always good, Mummy."