It's time I bid farewell to my summer holiday. I'm reluctant to do so but I've come to terms with the fact that all good things must, eventually, come to an end. Must think positive. At least I have a few things to look forward to when I'm back in the UK.

But one thing's for sure, this year's summer holiday ain't gonna be the same as next year's. And in the following years, the word 'summer holiday' will be irrelevant to me and it will no longer exist in my planner/diary anymore.

p/s: I wonder why somebody is being taciturn towards me lately. Have I done something wrong?