If it were not Wingie, I may possibly forget this blog forever.
Yes, Wingie again, who have totally changed my life style, habits, values, attitude towards life, so on and so forth.
On a night of December, 2010, Wingie, Marie, Emi and I were sitting downstairs in front of the lovely BU fiesta. It was a very special moment in my life. Since then our friendship officially began; the boundary of my original life style started to blur-- in a good way of course-- probably more WING; and I have branched out into a new life in which I feel like a real human being having strong likes and dislikes.
It is highly impossible for me to express how huge an influence my 2010 Hong Kong exchange life had on me, at least not for the moment, when I still indulge in memories about friends, fantastic views, and exiting experience in HK. It was too good to be looked back and too fragile to be touched-- I am so afraid that if I ever rack my mind and try to find a piece of memory, it is no more clear as I thought it would be.
Therefore, technically, memories about Hong Kong are carried in my heart. Wherever I go, I will go with it. No matter where I am, those who contribute to who I am are always there with me.
I've got to move on. I know people will too. All the best.
