I'm starting to feel a little sad right now. Kind of sinking in that I'm going to be going home for good in 6 days time. 6 DAYS! Can you imagine?? How fast is that? It seemed like just yesterday that I was blogging about leaving for Australia soon to start my course and it has ended! Like the past 3 weeks have just been a blur to me. Been going out with all my friends and last weekend was just 1 big party.

I am looking forward to going back home but I'll be lying if I said I won't miss being here. What will I miss? The independence I have, the lack of responsibilities from work and family commitments, being a carefree student, the freedom, time alone for myself, the luxury of time to do what I want to do like waking up late and having a slow and leisurely breakfast (back home, I dont even have breakfast. I usually just grab a slice of bread and run to catch the bus to work. Sad.), the weekly dinner and movie sessions with the girls, the cheap weekly shopping, the trips to Subiaco for my weekly fruits and vege, slumber parties with Rushika, cam whoring everywhere we go with ..ok..almost everyone, the house parties, the clubbing and dancing for 3 hours straight and then crashing back to my place and just veging out till the wee hours of the morning, the travelling around I've been doing, within Perth and within Australia. I'll miss all these. But most of all, I will miss all my friends here. I came here with literally no friends. No place to stay, no one to talk to and I am going home with a group of the most fantastic and fantabulous friends and I know that I will always be in touch with them and they will always be close to my heart despite the distance.

So Rushika, thanks for the company on weekends and the slumber parties and for allowing me to infiltrate into your wardrobe to dress you better (you can do it yourself now, I think the transformation is complete. :) ), Anri and Foiza for being my girls and for the company in all our classes and for the cook out sessions and the dinners and movie marathons and the shopping trips and halal meat trips and for the company during Ramadhan and Eid and the mindless photo taking everywhere, Ryan for being my sweetheart and caring so much for me and entertaining me with your pervy jokes all the time and always telling me I look hot and all that jazz and driving us around everywhere and for being my best dancing partner, Mark for being the best housemate in the world and for your patience and for your shoulders when times were bad for me and for the rubbish conversations we have all the time during breakfast and other random moments and for the others like Grace, Chin May, Fatima, Heru, Elena, thanks for being such wonderful people and making my stay here so memorable.

Ok, before I start crying, here are the pictures taken over the weekend when we hit the club.

Rushika, Foiza and me.

My closest friends here.

My baby, Ryan.

Rushika, my weekend sleeping partner.

In the club. My crazy group of friends. There were about 20 of us at the club!! Crazy.

I guess the next time I blog will be from Singapore. So it's goodbye Perth, hello Singapore! I'll miss you guys like crazy!!