I am Home...

To be able to step into the shower barefooted
With no need to worry about forgetting my toiletries
To enjoy a warm and long shower with steady water pressure and temperature

To be able to slump in bed after a tiring day
And tuck my face into the pillow
Without the bugging concerns of dirty bedsheets and sinking mattress

To be able to gulp down water
As and when I feel like it
With no worries about water availability, visits to toilets and holidays

I had my experience of a lifetime
My gelato
My bread
My fun
My learning
My travel mates
My frens
My family
My God

And now...
I am so glad
I am finally home

First...

The first photo is always the best

This,
Learnt and reinforced
Tries after tries
Time after time
Year after year
Shoot after shoot
Pose after pose

Under the queen of self-service phototaking, best fren no. 1's relentless tutelage:)

Say FIRST and adjectives like fresh, natural, vivid, new- come to mind.
We all challenge ourselves to slot the car into a parallel parking slot on the first try
To be the first in queue to get the best seat
The first time you experienced a feeling...the episode remains etched in the mind forever after...

In a few hours time, I would be embarking on a journey that would be peppered with many firsts. One that for the longest time seems just like an illusion.

I am feeling like i haven't did for some time:
Excitement intermingled with trepidation, enthusaism coaelscing with lethargy, the burgeoning need and longing of breaking free tinged by a certain guilt of leaving the ties that bind behind, growing expectations that are kept at bay and muted so as to cushion potential disappointment

I thought I would be raving to go, I thought I won't be able to wait for this day. I thought i would be one of those nonchalant pple who jus says bye and not look back.I thought I needed a breather, to get away from all these routines. But somehow, at this point of time, the anticipation seems sweeter and more exciting than the arrival of the day. Because of all the well-wishes, the prayers from friends, and of course the parents who have to pick up the tab for a trip into worry and anxiety land ...just because their daughter wants to go.


But i suppose that would pass, for the adventure is only beginning as a fren appropriately puts it. And my love for bread would be put through the most rigorous of tests what with our budget constraints.

Will miss coming on MSN, reading all your blogs, talking on the phone , going to cafes.
Best fren no. 1 and eponine, please help to promote Blu Jaz so that it would thrive and remain when we're back.

Thanks all for all your smses, well-wishes and lending of stuff. Do drop me a msg when you'll are bored:)

Bye frens!