Its a cold monday morning in Amsterdam, where I sit in a room that comes with no air-conditioning, yet colder than my room in singapore when I blast the air-condition.
Its day 55, and that's one third of the scheduled time gone by. Perhaps when friends are not around, and when you sit in front of the computer staring at nothing but the screen, thoughts of all sorts come to mind. Well, nothing sad or emotional come to mind, only this realisation that I'm living in a dream, something that I wish will never end.
There are still many things waiting to be done, and I will like to savour every moment, good or bad. Like a friend who's also on exchange claiming he's 'dreading Singapore', I concur to such emotion. Yes I do miss all the things back home, but I also know that I will miss this place for sure come july.
Guess that living for the moment is the second-best policy.
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