There are just these days when I'm being reminded that joining the tour in Europe was the best decision I've ever pursued in my life. I would say that those were the best 3 months of my life. Even though it was very hard, given that I  was terribly away from my family for the first time and there were definitely the annoying issues with my company and I felt too young to survive, it was all worth it.

I don't know if this would be viewable, but watching this again after a while is really heart melting. It's a video from our farewell dinner in Switzerland; us singing A Thousand Miles dedicated to our beloved swiss families. My Papa was there in front of the camera, caught recording the same scene and acted like his usual Papa Hans mood. Gahd, I miss him and Mama Daniela. They were one of the coolest hosts I've ever had, especially Papa Hans who kind of has the bagets yet strict vibe of dad. He gets really impatient too, which I kind of like, especially when we do the after-concert meetings and he'd shout "Chloe... Shennene... my daughters.." dramatically and we would be in panic. But he could be gentle too. He drove us with my other choirmates (whom we exclusively picked because they are our friends) to the mountains and treated us into the cable car which we were all fascinated about. And at night, him, me and Mama Daniela would stay up late just to talk about music, astrology and stuff.

Watching the video didn't only remind me of my swiss family,but also the things we used to do when we were in Europe. It reminded me of how bonded we were in those days. I suddenly missed the former members in my batch. Kuya Ron might not had the proper way to leave but that didn't make me hate him. Even though he can be really irritating at times, I will never forget our little moments. The best memory I have of him is during Torrevieja, when I was venting my feelings out to him about my choir struggls towards the conductor, and how comforting he was and how he understood me better than anyone else. He's not so bad to talk to, you know (lol), he can be very good at it sometimes. Nricho - he's definitely one of my dearest friends. He's very annoying lots of times and clingy (ugh) and childish but I don't know... I just like him so much, as a friend. Looking back at those days, I realize that he's been with me through all the important points in the tour. My first cry im that Vienna tragedy, my buddy whenever I feel like isolating myself from annoying members (hahaha), my confidant, my seatmate in the (probably) longest train ride of the tour. Who would just listen and listen and not judge you. Who made me buy stuff that I didn't actually need. Who's always treating me with small things and train snacks, then he would borrrow bigger money from me and never pay back. Who's veey laid back and friendly, very irritating and lazy. But he's someone I will never forget too.

We have had our backs through the gloomiest of time, and shared the loudest laughs in our sunny days. We have prepared so much for the tour and suffered lots of hardships to the point of sacrificing even the most important things in your life. We have entered the game as a whole and now we will leave one by one. It's kind of sad. I know I am almost always annoyed with my choirmates and with sir, and of course I still have my own personal issues, abd sometimes I just want to quit and walk away.. But looking at how far we made it through together, it makes my heart melt.

I love my batch, even when it's flawed. Kind of because I have no choice but to love them (hahaha). I am still thankful that my only choice was them.

I miss the old days. If I could just relive moments.