Home is where the heart is...
And so, it's been a year (or more) since I last attempted to blog. Sadly, the links and photo uploads are still not done, even though I suppose I can come up with many excuses as to why I failed to do them. I mean, with moving into a new house, working as a research assistant, dealing with a final year which consisted of loads of seminar readings, literature survey research and project preparation, applying for masters and planning for various trips, you can hardly expect me to have time to sit down and blog right? Right?
Nah, they are just excuses and I know it. I would be able to blog if I really wanted to, even though my final year at York was really busier (in a way) than my first 2 years there. Though that said, it pales in comparison against the pace of life in Singapore.
For the benefit of those who are actually reading this blog (if there's anyone out there) and who doesn't already know, I've graduated from York but will be heading to Cambridge to do another year of masters. Partly because I really am interested in the subject and felt like I haven't studied enough, and partly because I feel like I haven't studied enough and am not ready to start work.
In fact, I'm actually going to fly off in less than 2 weeks' time. (For those interested, you can get the flight details from me.)
Like I've said in the previous post, even though that was written a year ago, many thoughts still remain the same. I still feel like after 3 years, Singapore truly feels different. It's probably a combination of me having being exposed to the world out there and the rapid pace of development in Singapore, but really, Singapore feels different, in fact, it's almost foreign. I know that things will always be changing, especially in a city like ours, but there's something disconcerting when you realised that the shops in your local mall have decided on playing a game of musical chairs and you get confused as to where the shops are located. And how the Singaporean accent, which is usually very comforting to hear when I'm overseas, has been overwhelmed with all the other languages in the heartlands and on the public transport.
I, too, have changed. Before I left 3 years ago, I felt that Singapore will always be "home truly". I mean, with my family and the bulk of my friends here (and not forgetting the job), where else can home be? But I've been swept by the wave of globalisation, and I realised that there's so much more out there than just the "red dot on the world map". No, I'm not saying that I don't want to come back to work, but I feel like I can understand why so many people would want to venture abroad. A home is so much more than where you were born/grew up in, where your family is and where you can find your favourite food. A home is where your heart truly lies, a place where you feel the most comfortable in and a place where you love. It might even change with time, if your priorities change. I think that it's easy to just buy a house (relatively speaking), but a home, you really need to make the effort to build it.
I think I know where my home will be, even though it might take a really long time to get there. But I really want to get there one day.
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