my baby just left on a jet plane.
i sang the song as i parked the car, and walked towards the departure gate. people were looking at me... but maybe that's cause i was singing... out loud.
holding back tears?
not really.
it wasn't like last year when all hell broke loose and the dam opened. damn. i teared in the car back.
the funny thing is that i cld control the tears, but i thought it'll be good for me if i actally cried... some people find it weird that i can't cry, others think i need a psycharist. but see, i can cry, and yes, i can still feel.
have i started to miss him?
abit
life will be different. but then again, i know it's inevitable. he has to study and well, if it means spending over a third of a million, and travelling almost 15hrs to school... so be it.
i take 15 mins on 151 to nus.
we all have to leave sometime.
we have grown wings, and as much as we wld like to stay hidden in the shadows of our parents being spoonfed, we have to grow up.
"give them wings, but give them roots as well" -SM Goh, the then PM
true
i know he will come back.
eating at newton b4 going
at terminal 1