Packing. Chilling. Saying goodbyes. That signifies the end of my first year of uni.
It feels as if it has been a long year yet at the same time, a school year feels too short to have passed that quickly. Well, that's another school year of my life, lived, experienced, and gone.
I like goodbyes. They can be sad and hard, but it feels like the end of a cycle, and the start of a new one. Everything feels as if it has been complete and concluded, while I'm off to take a break and come back fresher than ever.
Right now my room is a complete mess; everything's everywhere, and it doesn't seem like it's going to be cleaner anytime soon today. Well, if only I can put in a bit more effort! But I do enjoy packing as I get to stumble upon weird things that I didn't know I possess: such as sewing needles and thread!
I have been looking forward to leave since a couple of months back. Back then, pressured with assignments and activity, I remember working in the computer lab and drifting off to daydream about home and travels; what I'm going to do, what I'm going to eat, where I'm going to go. Now, it's all turning into reality.
This is the first big summer break that I have big plans. Malaysia, HK, China, and possibly Japan. Plans can't get better. At least not while I'm still 18.
Next stop, KL.
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