All of a sudden, I miss home.

But then I thought about it again, if I was in Hong Kong right now, I probably would miss the Bay Area. It's so strange; I have always identified myself as a Hong Kong-er, but for some reason I feel like an outsider whenever I go back. I am not in touch with the latest news or the latest hits in Hong Kong and I have no idea what's new. I go back just to see myself following the same old routine: drink, club, shop, then drink more, club more and shop more. It's like, Hong Kong is a past that keeps repeating itself. It's stagnant. It's not going anywhere. 

Then what about The Bay? It is definitely in touch with my present. I explored new places and had my fair share of fun. But I can't call it home, obviously because I don't have a history with this place and my family is not here.

So, I guess my conclusion is, home is more than an identification that tells people where your family is or where you were born. It's more than just your childhood memory. It is also a place where you can imagine yourself in, right now. And as for now, I can't see myself living a life in Hong Kong. 

But you know, I still miss my friends and family of course :(

ughhhh I'm gonna blame it on finals. making me all sentimental and shit.