Im Leaving On a Jet Plane

All my bags are packed,
I'm ready to go
I'm standin' here outside your door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye...

(Chantal Kreviazuk-Leavin On A Jet Plane)

This song may not reflect the entire picture here and now,but it echoed in my mind long after the song ended,and i was singing it over and over,even though it was slightly pitchy(luckily simon isnt here).. ....Induksi Programe and Bina Tata Negara finally ended....To me,i did learn something ,values that i hold before became even more stronger, broaden my mind to things that i never thought i will see,and spending precious time with fellow friends before we part our ways...

It was truely a fun experince:"planning and modified sketch thousands of time,doing the indonesian bocor2 dance, the "kembara" session...plus nights of pillow talks between guys...(Gasp!!!)it felt so surreal,the process sometimes was slow and agonizing,and now ,im at the comfort of my home....

I can sense the sadness in mum and dad,and to be frank it caught me off guard.Over the years i find it a challenge to understand what they think and feel.This time,it is so obvious...Perhaps they might think they will lose another son,this time to distance and time. My sense of guilt made my determination grow even more stronger.I can't promise to return home so often,i can't promise to call everysingle other day,but i can promise that their sacrifices will not to be put to waste,it is their time to lay back and enjoy life,at least have a relaxed and happy life,and soon i will be home again(If everything goes as planned...pray hard...)

Tomorrow will need an early wake .Bus will depart at 5:15am.Plane will fly off at 12pm...Working life ,new enviroment,new people....everything will starts to unfold....:) And i hope with the hectic life,i still can have some time to log in here...huhu...