I'm finally back home! Landed at about 630 in the morning. I'm surprised how fast it took to reach Singapore...i think i basically slept through the whole journey and when i finally woke up and wanted to go back to slumberland again, i realised we were about to land. It was good timing that the flight was delayed as i really (REALLY) wanted to get my hands on the new Harry Potter book as soon as i could. I passed by VHS (or whatever that bookshop is called) and there was this huge navy blue cloth covering this big stack at the entrance of the shop. The stack also had string all wounded all over it. To top it all off, there was this huge padlock sitting on top of the stack. Thinking back, i'm sure that padlock was just for drama's sake, because i think i recall the padlock to be on the woollen strings and strings can be CUT with a scissors. Godammit. Anyway, i was the 2nd person to purchase the book (the first one being the staff haha). The malay cashier made us stand beside the books with a stuffed owl in our hands to pose for a picture. What excitement. The new book is 700 over pages long and i've already gotten through a hundred pages. It's pretty confusing at this moment because i kinda forgotten the characters that appeared in the past 4 books. What's more, there seem to be a lot of suspense building up and i can't wait to get through it all but i'm simply too tired to keep reading. I think the plane ride and the accumulation of sleepness nights during the exam period really wore me out. I need to be rejuvenated but somehow after sleeping for 6 hours straight, i'm getting more of a headache than feeling refreshed. Too much of anything is no good.

My exams are over and done with and i don't think i'm gonna spend anymore time mourning over it. Come 7th July, and it will be my D-day, but till then, i won't bother thinking about it anymore. Not sure where it came from, but i've been having a sense of empowerment since last week. There is a weird power surge running through me and i feel that i'm finally strong enough to carry on no matter what the future holds. I hope the surge stays with me for a while more and i don't crumble anymore. I don't like being weak but neither do i want to overpower or be overly assertive. I just want to keep my emotions in check. Don't want to sink too low or let my rage fly sky high.

I was just thinking....it's quite a sad thing to be unable to say your last goodbye properly. The story just never ends and there is no closure. It's almost surreal when i think about my grandma and auntie. Somehow their death still hasn't hit me and sometimes a fleeting thought just comes into my mind that i'm gonna see them at christmas or new year, but i jolt when i suddenly realise that they're already long gone and i'm never gonna see them again. There's always anticipation when there's no proper closure. And with that, it brings disappointment. I guess i'm just really slow when it comes to closing chapters of my life. I look forward to memories only to be shoved with a bagful of shattered hopes. I have to remind myself that memories are of the past and when the person that you've shared the memories with has passed on, there is nothing more to look forward to. Whatever it is, i don't want anymore silent goodbyes. Let me say my final piece and let me make a closure with you and that chapter of my life......