Witness something majestic...

Greetings,

Unbearable to say this is my last week in Sydney. Although I am going back to Bathurst to continue studying it is like leaving everything behind all over again. I can say that I am excited to be independent again but I still do get homesick time from time. It's hard thinking about all the event and occasions Ill miss when I am in Bathurst. All the times when my friends get together and have smiles and laughs. I guess Ill have to make it up in Bathurst.

Well as the last of the weeks passed, you've known my latest activity and how it was so tiring. Today is another day of rest and to get some things to get done. Waking up around an hour or two ago, I took my brother to school for a practice-physics-holiday test, which seems convenient and worth going. Arriving home half asleep, reason being I had like three to four hours of sleep that night because a movie I watched haunted my dreams all night. Yes I dislike Horror movies. Im proud to say.

Furthermore arriving home from my brothers school, I came in and went straight for the kitchen to have breakfast which consisted of warm oats and doritos. What an amazing breakfast. As mention before in my blogs my grandma from my dad's side is staying with us. And she was watching a movie (because she's the movie lady of the house) a movie called "Bucket List"
a film portraying two terminally ill men (Jack Nicholson and Morgan Freeman) escape from a cancer ward and head off on a road trip with a wish list of to-dos before they die.

Only witnessing the last thirty to forty five minutes of the movie I was truly touched. I want to watch the full film again because it was so great. There was one scene where Morgan Freeman's character was going to the operating room and his character's wife was with him when he was about to send off. My grandma which I announce her as Lola (pronounced Lowla) started to cry. I wondered why, then I asked and she mentions when her husband (which is my grandpa 'Lolo') was too being send off to the operating room. "It was the last time he ever smiled liked that". That's something truly majestic.

Witnessing means believing.

until next time
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relgin.
keep smiling =(