WE ARE ALWAYS RUNNING FOR THE THRILL OF IT .

in my head : fallen from the sky - glen hansard

it's happening doods . i received the boxes to ship my entire melbourne life home on wednesday . the whole afternoon was spent trying to shove things into the box when it finally hit me : i'm leaving ; for good . no more green's muffins , no more little cupcakes , no more thrifting at savers on sydney road , no more sunday mornings at camberwell , no more breakfast at mart 130 , no more so many things !


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i started to cry and it made me realise , as i arranged and re-arranged things , that as much as i've always talked about hating it here , i don't really hate it . having my family over showed me that melbourne is so damm great , and if i'd had my family here for my entire university stint , life would've been perfect . but i didn't ; and if i had the choice , i probably wouldn't change a thing either .


st kilda

the fights and arguments i've had have made those relationships stronger . the loneliness i've experienced makes me treasure those around me much more . the feeble attempts at self budgeting have made me realise the value of money ( eventually i will learn to control myself better ; i hope ) . this whole stint in melbourne has also shown me that there really is no place like home .


degraves street

i'm very happy to be returning to singapore ; to my family , to my friends and to the carrot cake uncle at chomp chomp ( please please please still be there ) . after so many years of feeling like a lost and wandering soul , melbourne has brought everything into perspective and it really is good to be heading home .



i'm ready for the next chapter , are you ?








chapel street

xoxoxoxoxo ,
soho : this is goodbye .