"You're wishin' too much, baby. You gotta stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone oughta be.”
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It's been a couple of days since I returned to Singapore. As much as I love Singapore (I really really do), I can't help but feel my life was more meaningful in Orlando, despite me only working as a lowly culinary operator refilling buffet lines, selling beer and cleaning tables. I never had any free time there, or any proper time to laze around. Any "free time" was spent chatting to my roomies, crashing parties in other rooms, or simply exploring Orlando. Every single moment was fulfilling, in a way. A stark contrast to now, where I've been rotting away since I touched down. I've no motivation to study and I haven't even bought my new textbooks yet. In between classes Meiying and I just walk around school or head to Plaza Sing. And whatever time else, I'm on the internet, something which I've barely touched over the last 3 months and was surviving well without.

I wonder if this is just a case of "the grass is always greener on the other side".