Last night I was lying in bed, trying to fall asleep. I recently started to take note of the dates and days. My three months of summer break is quickly coming to an end. Three months is a long long time. Its probably so long that I took it for granted. I kept thinking to that I had a lot of time ahead, so I took my own time with things. I took my own sweet time. A perfect example would be: BTT.
But the days spent in Singapore were somehow... mehhhh. I probably had too much time. I often, and still do, spend my days just being plain lazy. Lazy to a point of being a sloth, a useless bum. I just bum around, with nothing to do. Its kind of… sad? I was like waiting. Waiting for what? Hahaha I have no idea. Just waiting for something to happen. But of course, there are the good times too which I will always remember.
Now, its time to head back soon. However, I am scared. Scared of heading back to Australia, scared to face my life in australia which I have completely forgotten about. I wonder if its all gonna be back to square one again. Well, I'll won't know till I am back.
I could hear my heat beating
I could hear everyones heart
I could hear the human noise we sather making
not one of us moving
not even when the room went dark.
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