It was only after yesterday's New Year Celebration that it dawned on me that I've been an oversea student here, a foreigner student. I see the White, the Blacks and the Asians performing yesterday. I see Koreans, Japanese and Vietnamese. Sometimes people mistook me as these nationality.
(And I'm glad that I've people who say that I look like Koreans or Japanese.  )
These few months spent in China has been like what friend said, a dream.
This feeling is weird. And it came so strongly when we all have to say goodbye very soon.
Man, I hate this place. But as much as I wanted to leave this place, a part of me still doesn't want to let go.
I love this slow pace of life. I love my friends here.
Hits me hard on the head to know that I'll no longer be a student when I return to Singapore.
Where will I be?
I wish I know what I really want.
宝贝，我好想你。
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