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Home is where the heart is..

Home is where the heart is..

After tomorrow’s final paper, I will be heading back home for a one month break. I think it’s the most anticipated time of the year for me. A year has passed by, and so quickly – sometimes it strikes me rather odd that I have failed to realise it all this while. I wonder if did time really went that fast.. or is it just me, still fooling around, oblivious to the speed of time.

When something has come to an end, only then we’d realise and reminisce all those good times. Getting the SPM (high school public exam) results, applying to get into this university, going through a hellish orientation, meeting new people, slaving through assignments and all sorts of activities, and now.. final exams. When the next study session starts, I’ll be a first-year – and work, assignments, the lot will come in.. the cycle goes on.

Then, when I’ve finished studying, I’ll need to get work. Funny how it seems that we’ve been programmed automatically to do all these: we were born, then we head off to school to study, upon graduation, venture into the real world for work, then when old enough, we’d just sit back and relive all those good old days.

Oh well. I’ll just focus on this moment, and not think too far to the future. So like.. I’m currently addicted to the song Driftwood by Travis. :)

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