one month and a half! that’s been the time i’ve been away from home. somehow, i’ve managed to get used to living here in singapore. somehow, riding a bus from the west coast to the psa building seems so normal. somehow, chicken rice, curry and roti prata tastes ok. somehow living in an HDB Flat is the most natural thing to do inspite of the fact that you feel like you’re in a pigeon hole with a thousand other birds. somehow, singapore feels like home.