Today has been one of those days. I tried to brush aside the fact that this is gonna be my last day in Singapore before I fly off tomorrow morning, but the realization that I'm going back tomorrow just kept coming back. It has been an awfully stressful day, with sort-of last-minute packing and the SIF grant application to attend to. But that phone call just now, which came while I was packing, just did it. I hope everything will go smoothly tomorrow, because right now, I know I'm already almost reaching my breaking point, trying to hold it all together. Sigh. Why does this always have to happen the day before I have to leave?
On the bright side, my cough and flu seem to be getting a lot better. Went to the doctor this morning and he gave me a few medicine for me to take.
Also met up with the CMU bunch for lunch. It was probably not a good idea to hear Ning Sung's experience (she was on board the SQ flight which had to turn around) and also hear that Zhengheng is stranded in NY because his connecting UA flight was cancelled (I think) due to engine problems (sounds familiar eh). Considering that I have to fly tomorrow. You know, I guess once you have experienced such stuff, you will probably know how to handle it the next time you are faced with it. But in reality, once you are faced with such a situation, it is so hard to just stay calm and relaxed. Well, shall not dwell on this further, but I just gotta have more faith.
My mum told me this morning, "I can't believe that you're leaving tomorrow!" It was probably then that I realized my mum would really miss me. I'm feeling slightly guilty cos I guess I've basically snapped at her over the last few days, even though I know deep down that she meant well. I would definitely miss my mum, my family and friends. I really cannot believe that the 7 weeks or so at home have passed by so quickly, but I guess it is time to move on. And you know what? I think I am finally feeling a little excited about going back.