The whole day today was mostly spent with Pat. In the morning I went down to Sha Tin to bring him the CAT boots I brought along as his gift. Then we headed on to go bowling. It was really a close game but he still kicked my ass twice! The games came down to the last frame and I always threw bad balls in the end while he got strikes! Nothing new then… Pat still kicked my ass as before.

Pat decided that we get lunch at Café de Coral and so we did. I got to taste Cha Siu Fan once more. Over lunch we talked about so much again and on to the whole day we just talked and talked… (about love life haha! my lack of it and just about everything.) We took pictures by the way at Sha Tin Plaza before going to Fo Tan to place his stuff back home. After that we accompanied his cousin to Sham Shui Po to look at some PS2’s

In the afternoon, we were back once more at Festival Walk wherein I got trainers again as it was so cheap. More talk and more talk before heading to the halls to meet everyone for a hot pot dinner.

It was great at the hot pot though Pat and I weren’t too excited about it at first. It was a joint celebration for Pat and Alex’s birthday with Lydia, Angel, Chris, Kuan and I. There was so much food but somehow we managed. I also learned to love this new drink which I duno what’s it called. It tastes bitter but should be good for the health! Pat couldn’t help but laugh when I squirmed so much upon drinking it. In the end though the taste grows on you and so it went fine!

Towards the end, I fell silent as I knew this was technically my last day with them as uni starts for them tomorrow and they have classes the whole day. It was hard for me as well to hear their plans for the coming weeks. Deep inside I was wishing that I could be there, to spend more time… but I know that this trip has already been a blessing enough for me. Walking back to the KCR with Pat, I told him how I was feeling and of course he assured me that I’d be fine… So many feelings were building up inside of me… and it was really tough… by the time we had to separate ways, we just patted each other on the back… deep inside, I never wanted to let go… but I knew that I had to… I wanted to cry on the train but I couldn’t… maybe because sometimes even if you don’t cry, there is a deeper wound inside that just grows deeper until you can’t cry anymore because deep inside you’re already are.

Right now a part of me is hoping that they’d cut class tomorrow to be with me… but I know that is asking for too much. I feel embarrassed as I know Pat has spent so much money with me being here. I also had everyday of the last 3 days with him so I cannot be anymore thankful for the time and effort that he has given me. I told him that I wish after that walk I was going to head off to the airport… so that I won’t have to deal with tomorrow alone in HK… I now realize that maybe in the future HK wouldn’t be the place for me to work… because it is filled with so many memories that I know are irreplaceable… and without Pat and Jacq here… maybe I wouldn’t be able to take it…