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I can be tough, I can be strong

Next week shall be blocked off to home time. I'm burnt out from going out with people, and it's only been two days. Sometimes I feel like I'm putting up an act when I'm out, to fit in with different people. NO MOREEE.

Two days of watching The Dark Knight Rises consecutively. Two different groups of people. Two different sets of feelings. It's just so obvious who are sincere and who aren't. There are people that I can't tell if they're being sincere in their words or being sarcastic. These are the ones to put away at an arm's length. And then there's the company that make you feel just right at home. Thank you for that.

It's been a period of time where the more I find out about someone, the less I know that person. I guess it's never too late to learn the different faces of people. Time to re-evaluate who are the people I keep close to my heart.

The 10 days in China has really been a service and learning trip. We served. We helped. We learnt. I gained and strengthened friendships that I will always treasure.


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