Yesterday, one of the exchange students left for a weekend trip to Mt. Ophir (which I climbed in 2002... but that's a story for another day). The other exchange student Mike, has been to so many other places that I can't even finish browsing the photos.
The wanderlust bug bit pretty badly the past few days.
It's a little more than that though. There's also this inexplicable urge to experience life in a different culture. It must be nice, different at least, to experience a culture where I can drop studies and midterms without a care in the world and just go traipsing off for a weekend trip. Something in me balks at doing that in Singapore, whether its dropping studies or work in future. I need to loosen up and have more fun (my last movie was LOTR last year, last date was V. Day). Else before I know it, my life will be "Life: 70 years. Studies: 20 years. Sleep: 20 years. Work: 30 years. Fun: Priceless and absent.". How sad.
To work towards that (work towards having fun. ironic.), I shall begin saving up for a Europe/U.S trip when I graduate. If I'm strongwilled enough, 14 days of travels could be 31 instead.
In the meantime, my project and tests are calling for me.