Coming back from Melbourne for almost three months now, and I miss it more than ever. Everything I do, memories of me in Melbourne, the life that I had there, the things that I did, floods my mind. I never knew that I would miss Melbourne this much.
When ever I heard I Gotta Feeling by Black Eyed Peas, I would thought of the journey to Lake Entrance. Miss Q was the driver, Mr S sitting at the passenger sit, me and Miss F at the back seats. The questions Miss Q asked Mr S, how she stopped him from answering the question, just to listen to the song. Or the times we spent on the road trip to Mount Dandenong and Mornington when I hear the song Already Gone by Kelly Clarkson.
The life in Melbourne is totally different from here. I don't know how to put it in words.
Everything I do, I'm reminded of the times I had there. I thought this is normal at first, but it escalate, till a point that tears runs down my cheek every single time I thought of it. This is more than I could handle.
I know very well that no one reads my blog, but if you do, please tell me how to stop this. I would really appreciate it.
