saying goodbye
Now that
we've checked in to the hotel, I have more free time, aka more time to blog!
((even though their wifi sucks 🔫)) Not that I was really much of a help in the
whole moving process that I was so busy, I mean me? Helping? Feels
like something's wrong somewhere, hahaha! But moving sure is hard, packing
wise, documentation preparing and let's just not start with having to deal with
all the emotional stuff.
Okay, so
where do I start?
As boxes started filling my sight, the fact that we'd be leaving really really
soon had already hit me so hard. I know I gotta play it cool and all, but
it's just not working this time. It's crazy to think that in just a few days,
I'll be saying goodbye to this city I've called home for the
past few years. Crazier to think of how I'm going to adapt with not having
Dubai Mall as my neighbour anymore T.T #longdistancerelationship </3
Over the past couple of months, I've been receiving this same question over and
over again, "how are you feeling about moving?", my answer, as you
can assume from what I've said earlier, I'm pretty sad. But I wouldn't go to as
far as saying that I'm 100% sad about it, nor am I going to say that I'm 100%
happy about it. Bittersweet is a safe word that can sum up that feeling.
Leaving is hard, of course. I will miss everything from those casual outings
with my friends [which now has a very low possibility of happening again, with
the rate of everyone leaving getting faster and faster by time which all
started because of Yeseon //rolls eyes// #imkiddingbutreallytho ]
and walking to Dubai Mall when I crave for Shake Shack to the gatherings
we have with the Malaysian committee here and hanging out at the Malaysian
Consulate in Al Mankhool to have a taste of Malaysian food and vibe.
Idk man, I'm
getting really emotional over here reminiscing on the time when we first moved
here. Back then, I was nothing but nervous. Having to adapt to a whole new
environment, making new friends, leaving everything behind being the shy and
awkward person I was back then #sozdramaqueen. Little did I know that years later, I'd go through something waaayyyy harder. Then, I knew
that I could and would always visit home. Moving back on the other hand, it's
not certain when I'll be back :(
Tonight, we went to the apartment to see it for (probably) the last time, and seeing the house empty, my heartstrings severed. At first I was like "ehhhh what happened here why is it empty". Seconds later I was struck into reality. 3 years worth of ups and downs are in between those walls. Looking back, it sure has been a heck of a journey with tons of memories, some good and undeniably bad ones too made along the way. It all felt like a looooooongggggg holiday and I'm currently having the post-trip depression. Now. what's left are the memories, life-long best friends (y'all know who you are ❤︎), lessons I've learnt and wellllll, pictures.
But I guess
it's time to move on. Life after all is not meant to be lived in one
place. Dubai, you'll never be forgotten, the bad experiences and the
good ones and the friendships that Insyaallah, will last a lifetime you've
given us . Though the time period I've been here wouldn't be considered as too
long in comparison to others, to me it's still long enough for me to consider
it as my home. But I mean, nothing's more home than Malaysia, lah. Daaasss right, Malaysia will always be #1 in my heart regardless, ya feel me?
#sorrynotsorry . Anyways though, I am indeed excited, to see what life has
got to offer me ahead. Gaining new life experiences, meeting new people and all
that. But you know, let this girl have her own little drama for the time being,
okay?
Btw, I love this , Christina! 😘
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