That Co-evted yong Tau foo.

You know, being home is like having cravings for AC's yong tau foo. When you get it occasionally now, it tastes so good that well, you really just want more. On the other hand though, as Mr. Sim says, too much for it (he's had it for 6 years now)...you kinda start growing weary of it. I'm not sick of being home, but sometimes I feel that the people at home are sick of me being home. See, the house becomes one more person more crowded, and after having being used to me not being around, the fact that i'll be home for 3 months or more, becomes a tad too much to bear.

So there, analogous to that piece of yong tau foo (specifically AC's) .ha. I'm starting to feel that things are like that. Oh well. It's at these times that I'm starting to thinking all too frequently, that perhaps, it's a better idea for me to stay in Australia after I'm done with school. It's either that, or once I start working...I move out of home. But then if that's the case, I really would rather just be based in Melbourne. My own car and apartment is a goal that would more easily be obtainable than being here. The attractiveness of being alone is starting to be overwhelming enticing, because I have only myself to be grumpy too when I feel grumpy. And it could be that sometimes, a person's sadness is easier to deal with when that person is not physically present.

Sad to say, as much I would like to believe otherwise, it could be that Singapore doesn't hold as much for me as I wish it would any longer. Yes, i would still consider it my Home. Which I eventually would like to be at, at the end of it all - however, not being I've had enough of travelling the world, I think it could be at the end of it all...my greatest desire would be a jetsetter. The global experience, working in an international environment, is my greatest dream. I hope that law would take me there. Because at this moment, there's really nothing better that i want to do.

That said, I'm going to start clearing my closet.