My final week here was probably as good as the first week since I got back. The lull in between was uncalled for but I guess it was a good thing because I needed to take a rest to recover from my illness. I still find it hard to believe that I'll be flying back in 3 days. I'm already missing my friends and family. I'll miss my dad and my mum...my bro and my dog. It's good to remember the good times we had here despite a few setbacks.
I wonder how well I'll be able to handle the 50 degree difference in temperature change. Haha...*ponders*
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