leaving

i just got back from a gathering celebrating my bday and 2 other's at brewerkz. met up with my suppossedly "best friend" in secondary school over there. its ironic that we give our friends titles like "best friend" or "best bud" only to realise that once time has passed, they are your "best" anymore. but then again meeting up with him was gd cos at least we still have shit to talk about so hurray, no weird silence. but then again, i was enjoying their company so much that the thought of not being able to meet them as easily as i can now when i'm in oz was enough to make me feel sian.
i'll be leaving in a day's time and i'm starting to feel the emo-ness of it all. i can see from my mum's eyes that she's kinda sad. which makes me feel sad too. but i know i have to do this; and i can only hope that she will understand and not be sad. looking at all the well-wishes from my relatives written on cards, i think i better not fuck up there.

sigh