Countdown

... hit me particularly hard cuz everyone is back for CNY and they all asked the same questions, where, when, how long? And don't you wonder which is harder to respond to, "bring back Aussie bf okay", or "your bf how ar, LDR very hard de wor"?

I don't exactly believe in LDR, despite the living examples o my own parents. But I'd still like to try. And trust God to bring us through it. I comfort myself w this, which has become my mantra, if we can get through this, we can get through anything. 

Am struggling to finish packing every day. And dealing w research on accommodations and things-that-make-my-life-easier-ie-phone-plans. It's a new world out there, where I will not have anything familiar w me aside from what I bring w me. See why I find it hard to pack?

And yes, I do remember that in moving away from home, there is a chance that I do not move back. Who knows where my next step takes me? It's the time in life when you change and move on. I will miss my old life, being a child and being taken care of. 

While I did discuss living plans w my parents, they were concerned about whether I have a washing machine or whether the kitchen comes w pots and pans. That's their questions to ask. 

I wonder if I can survive without an ensuite bathroom, or how my housemates are like, what kind of image do I want to project, and I worry about how much of my old life to bring to the new. Again, each to his own. 

Don't I want to come home, asks sis regarding my plan to not to come back till I graduate.  

I don't know yet. 

Let me be Your clay Lord, and mold me in the way You want. May my life be a reflection on Your glory, that all I do be in Your Name. 

Even as I worry and cry and think and cry, I try to tell myself this, God is w me. I'll do my part and He'd do his. And it will all happen according to His will and not mine.