Feeling of Separation

Feeling of separation is...bitter and abounded with reluctance. You know you do not want to part when you wish that ya'll can spend forever hanging out at a place. You know you do not want to part when you wish that ya'll can talk for eternity. You know you do not want to part when you wish that the movie ya'll are watching will never end. It's a bummer that we could not get a kiosk at Playnation. Nevertheless, we caught a brilliant movie: Puss in Boots. Watching it on Monday again, but I don't mind cos it's really one of the best I've watched. Haha, it's not that I take friends who live in Singapore for granted if I don't feel sad after graduation. I mean, obviously it's easy for us to meet. And for scholars, how high are the chances? It takes unbelievable fate for two people living in two different countries to have an unplanned mutual encounter in some random place. A simple meet up require a flight.
Literally talked like there's no tomorrow with Zi An. We walked around Parry Hall for umpteen times, chatting about whatever we could think of, from movies to exams, to universities, to the Chinese language, to memorable experiences, to other future plans, to the Cultural Revolution, to the school life, to the facilities at the hostel, to technology, to songs. If he does choose NUS, perhaps it's easier for us to meet again. If he chooses HKU or any other uni, it's a different story. Well, hope that FB will continue to persist as a channel for me to remain in contact with those scholars. Next time when we start working, maybe we have the financial means ourselves to travel and get together again, relishing the treasured time after a long period of no face-to-face interaction. All the best in our future paths, whatever it may be.