Nope, not dead, but my fan Sonja is, RIP darling, you were the worst fan ever!
I am sitting at Starbucks in Bali’s airport with a smaller mountain of bags next to me. Next destination is Stockholm, Sweden, Home. In some sort of rebellious move (and due to overweight) I dressed myself in all peace signs, flowers and feathers I own. Certainly getting some stares from by passers since I, to top it off is sitting on the floor with crossed legs like a fat little Buddha (yes, there has been too many beers going down this throat recently).
I can’t help but feeling extremely sad, the same question keep popping up in my head “What the f*** happend?”. I am slowly but reluctantly accepting the fact that the adventure is over for this time.
I guess time flies when you work hard, play harder and travelling like the world is about to go under tomorrow.
To my few very loyal readers: my deepest apologie, I suck at blogging (or suck at sitting down writing the bloody posts to be more particular).
So what actually happend in the second part of this semester?
I spent more time with my Singaporean friends, building strong lifelong (hopefully) relationships.
I meet a boy (handsome and smart, just wanted to add that in).
I put more effort into keeping in contact with friends & family back home.
I went to Malaysia 4 more times (Love the place! JD says it is the Poland of Asia, note to self: go to real Poland).
I put more effort into my modules and won prices for it (love NUS competitive system, but only when my team wins).
I tried to get an internship in the US (failed and gave up, very lame, I know).
But mostly the complete dead silence is because this blog slowly became a symbol for something I am trying to forget. Looking back at all my posts written during christmas heartbreak I conclude that they are truly pathetic.
So what will happen when sos is not in asia anymore?
– No one knows, Swedish summer will have to show.
I will go back to this blog like a diary, laugh at myself and remembering things that can not be captured in a photo.
Sometimes I browse through the blog me and my friends kept when living in the French Alps the winter of 2008-2009:
– Hilarious how stupid we were, I can not say I am much smarter now, but at least I speak better English.
It has been a pleasure Asia, Until next time – Stay weird and Wonderful
//The Wild Child
Ps. Singapore, for me, this is your soundtrack: