I'm going home. No matter how ordinary now, it always feels so great. Just now I was watching Rome and Grey's Anatomy surrounded by newfound friends and I just couldn't help feeling how blessed I am. I wasn't thinking it at all at first, but when the the latter series ended wth a cliche happy-happy-joy-joy music ending and everyone laughed, something just clicked and I looked around in awe. It must have been one of the happiest moments in my life and I know I will store it as long as I can in my heart. I haven't felt such closeness since the lower secondary school graduation.
Despite that, heh, going home such a great feel. Even though my parents have never been exactly dear to me, there's just so much good things back in home. The experience of returning is almost spiritual.
So, no. My day wasn't bad at all.
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