10 days and counting..

Today marks my last 10 days in Grand Canyon. Come 12am, it will spiral into a single digit (9days left)

As the time for me to leave here draws nearer, I am having pangs of she-bu-de-ness, ie, can't bear to leave the place.
My past 3 months here, I have grown attached to this foreign environment, with new friends, new living space, new life, etc. More importantly, I have grown emotionally attached to some of the friends I made here, like my boss, Amy, post-lady, Judy, my working crew @ Deli - Marek, Diego, Micheala, Zuzana (who sometimes drives me crazy).
If I thought it was sad to see my SG friends off when they had go back to school in Singapore, I really can't imagine the day when I leave here. Even when I think about it now, I can't help feeling...down. I have almost thoroughly(well, 80% of the time, I guess, amidst some racism, exploitation, overworkingness, bla bla..) enjoyed my stay here, so much so I don't even miss Singapore abit. Only my family, friends and food. Other things about Singapore, I really don't give a flying f*. I would gladly get away from Singapore. Everything is about efficiency - so much so there is no life. I am purely staying alive, I am not living my life at all! Just counting the days till the day I step into my coffin. Life didn't make any sense to me. I am always wondering why life is so oppressing in Singapore. I had to study stuffs that isn't really useful, do stupid FYP that didn't benefit me much but allow my Prof. to exploit my time spent on the project. Pure Crap. I like it so much here that I don't wanna leave. But as the saying goes, all good things come to an end, perhaps it is better to end on a high note, and not let it dawdle to something..... yeah, leave it while its good - so that only good memories will dwell in the heart forever.