25 days to go

Everyday i'm more and more struck by the fact that in less than a month i will be flying home.
Yes, it means i'm back to the good food and the family.
But it means the end of 301 as I know it.
It means a different double bed (haha.. yes lah.. double bed at home too) with a different feeling.
It means different walls with different pictures.
It means the end of apartment-sharing, at least for a year.
I don't know if it'll be weird living alone.
I guess company's just a door away.
But still, it'll be lonely without the crosswords, the card games, the shared noodles and the idol obsessions.
Most of all it'll be different between us - and i won't pretend that i don't know it.