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Thursday, August 10, 2006
29th July '06

Its been a long time since ive felt something tugging at my heartstrings so bad. I came to Vancouver as a stranger, impersonal , and foreign yet, I leave the place feeling that somehow I belong. And it just hurts to leave. It will always have a special place in my heart, the 26 of us on the exchange programme, you’ll always be very special to me in some sense or another. A whole avalanche of emotions besieging me. I truly thank every single one of you 26 people for leaving such beautiful memories in my heart – doing project, fighting it out over negotiation, fooling around like big idiots, drinking, growing fat, cooking, stealing food (HAHA diana..), gossiping, stinking in the rockies, laughing at lao lang, taking stupid pictures, cake fight, talking about serious stuffs, etc.

And I truly hope that the deep friendships ive formed here would not just end here in Vancouver, albeit part of reality tells me that some friendships would just fade with time and lack of effort. which still triggers the naïve part of me to tear like today at robson.

Itll never the same again.

Thank God for letting you all come into my life and feel love all again.