Seeing 48 crying and walking through the gates makes it all real.

Next week this time I'll be halfway across the world. While I'm excited and looking forward to it, I can't help but have a sense of unease and fear. I know it's just me being paranoid and stupid. But I can't help it.

Yesterday when I spent the last day of school for 48 walking around NUS, finishing the module mapping stuff and taking photos, we talked about how the way we're behaving it's as if we're going away for 6 years when in reality it's less than 6 months. XD

I'll miss everyone!