Ahdo post exam emoing

Time flies, especially when you are not doing anything that involves a book, a highlighter, [Insert of your choice: coffee, tea or energy drink] and brain juice - Endre (2007)

A week has passed since the day I incinerated all my lecture notes. Oddly, the elation did not last more than just a couple of days. Before the end of it, instead of staying focus, my mind has often been drifting into the realm of imagination. Imagining the euphoria, the relief and the to-do's after THE day. Now that I'm over it, the sense of direction and purpose seem to have vanished.

During the torturous time, even the tiny little things that can put your mind away from the real business can suddenly be so wonderful to do and to behold. In my case, whenever I was bored of stuffing words into my head, I'd start playing Worms on my hp. I'd stare at the cloudy sky and marveled at the cloud formation. I'd read the newspapers (even the business section) in earnest. Not anymore.


Yeh, I've been to newly-opened places like the Pavilion and the Gardens. A lot of wah's and wow's but the sense of emptiness is so profound. I dunno. Maybe I'm getting bored of this city. Perhaps this city is very good at fulfilling your desire but not your need. Maybe there are others that are feeling the same. Maybe that is why the city is always empty during festivals. Just maybe.

Sigh, I need to rest, pack and leave.

Taking a leaf out of the aussie boy's book.

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home

Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
'Cause this was not your dream
But you always believed in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
In even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
Oh, let me go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all be all right
I’ll be home tonight

I’m coming back home

Michael Buble - Home