There's never a right time to say goodbye...

On the first day that we arrived, everyone wanted to go back home...
On the last day, everyone simply wanted to stay there...
For that place was filled with memories...
We all had the time of our lives...

We got to know the local students,
We stayed in a hostel that never met our expectations,
We withstood the freezing temperatures,
We studied and led our lives as an adult,
We scaled mountains and stood under waterfalls,
We saw flowers that bloomed only two weeks every year,
We visited various industries and factories in Wuhan,
We lived in a Cruise ship and a Resort,
We travelled in taxis and buses like any other typical local,
We ate in back alleys, shops and restaurants,
We played badminton and basketball,
We shopped like crazy,
We bonded with each other...

All of these in 6 weeks...
Never did we realise that 1 day, this would all come to an end..
But it did.

We headed off to the Airport on April 12th. Sad smiles, tears and emotions were running high. Everyone wished that Time would slow down. It never did. It was time to leave.

Even though I was happy that I would be back in Singapore in a few hours, one part of me didn't want me to go back. All those freedom and happiness that I experienced in Wuhan could never be experienced in Singapore. It was like as if I led a whole new life in Wuhan but it had to come to an abrupt end. The memories I have gotten over there are just so precious. Lucky I have them in the form of photos and stuff. But you know, there's never a right time to say goodbye. Deep down we know that 1 day, we would catch up with each other's lives again in one way or another. So what's the point of saying goodbye right?

Before I end this post, I would like to thank Mr. Chong for being such a great teacher in Wuhan. Not only did you care for us, you were there for us when we needed you. Even though we made you angry at some instances, we still know that you had our best interests at heart. I greatly appreciate the fact that you were the one who was chosen to bring us to Wuhan. Thank you for all the things you have done for us. And of course, a big thank you to Ngee Ann Poly for letting me go for this trip. You promised each student that we would be sent to at least one overseas trip and you kept to your promise. I had the time of my live there and i would never forget it. Thank you.

No one could erase the memories that I had. It would be etched in my mind for a long time to come. And that's a promise.

The End.