I went to send a friend off, Song has left for London via Paris on a holidaymaker visa. I wanted to hand him some useful papers I've collected for my previous trip, at the same time looked at how things were going on such a farewell ceremony. His family and friends formed a big group, in a way, I began to imagine how many will be present at mine...
No one cried. It wasn't tense, I sensed everyone was in fact happy for him. His parents were so strong. I think my parents will put up a brave front for me too. Though I must admit I might cry... It's not a long time but enough to make me miss home (I bet) and the longest duration my parents will ever experience not having me around through the 22 years.
I saw him left. Part of me is yearning for my departure, the other fearing when the day comes. I'm loving London but at the same time I always love Singapore. It's still early to talk about me leaving till the day I get my visa ready!
*fingers crossed*
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