I want to go back.
You may ask, back where? When? My answer is there, United Kingdom (London again?), Germany, or anywhere out there.
But is this just a desire watching my friends leaving or left again for the foreign land, or is this my real desire... I can't seem to tell. My heart is straying; my head is blaming Singapore for all bad luck I'm encountering! I can't help but admit I'm so prejudiced right now. Is Singapore really not for me??
I have to say being out there on my own, I felt much more responsibility, positive, carefree, emotionally independent, and leading a far more fulfilling life than the one I have in Singapore. Away from routine, away from tradition, away from the constraint.
Perhaps my trip back here is a good evidence for my parents that I'm not a little kid anymore. I have a dream and I still love them when I'm out there. I've not been truly happy since I boarded the flight home... I was reluctant. If I had a choice and no burdens to carry, I would have chosen to stay.
Singapore, perhaps is just not the right place for me now.
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