Off to Amsterdam Tonight.

The party lasted till 5 a.m. on the Spirit Roof. One glass was broken, Braveheart looped 3 times, Ash was prancing around and fighting with Feli in a kilt (it's heavy!), one of the chairs got broken, Tom gave MGM his blessing to have sex with me, again (If only it were that simple...)

The stars were gorgeous last night, unlike how they usually are in Sing, and at 4 in the morning, Charis sang a couple of songs for the few remaining people on board while we gazed into the night sky.

My parents have accepted me leaving. In fact, my dad actually told my mom a couple of days ago that he didn't think Singapore was a good place for the kids. Something to do with people's attitude towards how life should be lived.

I'm going to miss them; Tom, Phil and Andrew.

To Tom and Phil, I just want to say thank you so very, very much for taking care of me the last few years. My life would have been crap without you guys. You were both very decent to me. Phil, for being the dad I never had, and Tom for always being there,  accepting me for who I am and for never giving up on our friendship despite times where I've been a total childish bitch.

To Andrew... for being an amazing, exciting, charming and fundamentally romantic character in my life.

I always look forward to all my jaunts overseas, but this is possibly the first time where I feel I'm leaving something good because I have to, and not because I am trying to escape something.