7.

sunday afternoon count with me now... SEVEN! seven more days to home. seven more days to mess around in taipei. seven more days before i get to eat what i want, when i want. seven more days to my own room, my own bed, my xbox 360. seven more days to all the great friends in singapore.

seven more days before i leave behind my great friends here. shit. it's an irony isn't it? been longing for this day for so long and finally when it's dawning on me, i don't want to go. it hit home very hard last night when "lil' sis" cried because of it.. no words can express how much it hurt seeing her cry.

seven bloody days and frankly i am not sure i'm looking forward to next sunday as much as i've been for the past 1 year plus. damn it.