Leaving

I'm writing this note after one of my housemate, Show Lin just left. She knocked on my door and we took a picture.

I remember similar things happen last time. My other housemate, Ali, left as we were about to become good friends as well.

In my one year in Melbourne, I always feel that I don't really have many close friends. I have friends, but not that close personally. Meanwhile I'm a kind of person who enjoys personal relationship, to talk to people and to share things. In other words, I feel lonely here. Things are tough with the heavy materials, and at the same time I feel little companions.

As I watched the two trimester past, I finally realized that I've actually found many good friends here. Sadly, exactly one month from now, I'm leaving. It's so fast, too fast. It reminds me that everything changes so quickly, and I cannot grip those things too tight. I'm learning to let go - because that's exactly what I have. Friends, family, lover, money, happiness, will change quickly. Who am I to make things go exactly as I want?

I received my international graduation invitation yesterday. I was numb. So close. Or too close? I need more time to digest things, I need time to reflect. What have I done here? I guess, when I receive my real certificate, implicitly I'm accepting my 'certificate of life' as well. I have completed one phase of my life. I have a new vision. I have changed.

Now I'm going to find a job and ready to write a new chapter.