I'm finally home.

Been back for almost a month now. It's good to be home, though I miss the fun & experience of travelling.

Those six months feels like a dream now, but there are just little things that remind me how real it is. I'm still the same person, but not exactly so either.

The thought of school scares me. I'm not sure if I can handle being back in school. But like everything else, I'm sure things will fall into place nicely.

It feels really great to be surrounded by family and definitely great to have him around. :) If I had doubts before, I'm convinced now that I'm probably one of the luckiest person. My parents love me alot, and they really dote on me. :) So does the boy.

I hope I never forget this. If life could stop here right now.