Today I end my 5-year sojourn in California. I return home to Singapore where I will begin medical school. I will miss this place that I've called home for the past few years, the people I've worked with, the friends I've made, the culture and lifestyle...But this is a choice I've made, and there's no turning back. We will keep in touch with everything here in America, that's our promise to this wonderful country.

On Saturday, we went to Skates once more for dinner. As we drove along the road toward the Marina, I recalled the time we went kite-flying, summer of 2005. It was beautiful, gorgeous, just like Saturday. I wanted to jump out of the car and run through the tall grasses, smell the sea air, and just scream with nostalgia and gratitude. These words come to mind: "Goodbye, America," I wanted to shout. "I'm not done with you yet, so I'm not saying farewell!"

I've grown and changed much, learned a lot, since the day I stepped foot on American soil at SFO in 2003. Who knows what the next 5 years will bring.

Que sera, sera......The future's not ours to see.

I dreamed my sister wanted to hide away from everybody back home. She decided to change herself into a laptop bag to do so, and I had to go catch her. The bag was skipping about all over the place, jumping fences and rails, and hopping over water. Finally, I caught her (or rather, the bag), and it changed back to Miss Pamela Tan. She looked at me grouchily and pouted.

Then...I woke up.

I told Pam about that dream, and she's like, "Wha...?" I told her it was probably because I was thinking about my new laptop tote/handbag, and also, Harry Potter opened this week.

Transformers was AWESOME!

Watched a sneak peek on Sunday night. It was totally worth staying up till 2am, and then getting up for work at 830am.

And in my semi-drunken stupor (induced by drinking white wine while watching people play Gears of War on a 56-inch TV, and then driving for dinner at someone's house where the entertainment was Season 1 of Family Guy, followed by the battle scenes of 300), I ended up doing this:Look...everyone was choosing the Autobots and Optimus Prime. Nobody wanted the baddies, so I chose the ultimate bad guy....MEGATRON! Whoo-hoo!