*447 - tomorrow.

Tonight's the last night. It's so hard to say goodbye. Leaving's painful.

My bags are packed, but I don't know if I'm set to go.

Puffy eyes tomorrow, disaster! Together with my spectacles, crummy aeroplane clothes, backpack, and 2 exploding suitcases. What a sight hahaha.

There are so many things that I could be worrying about. But I guess when it all boils down to this, I've just gotta remember that God's grace is more than sufficient and He will be fighting all my battles for me. "Therefore do not worry about tomorrow." (:

Off I go to sleep! My eyes are so tired from all the bawling haha. If I can sleep, that is, knowing that tomorrow officially marks a new phase of my life. Sounds so dramatic, but it's true, isn't it?


(It's probably far too late for this, but I'll be at Terminal 2 at about 9 tomorrow morning. Flight's at 10.50 am, SQ22. I didn't specifically ask anyone to send me off so if you end up being the only one I AM SO SORRY. Hehe.)