And I realised that I miss her real badly. Everyone back home, do know I'm missing ya'll! I'll be home soon.
Just so you know.
Ma and me. That's Shawn-y at the back.
I miss doing our girly stuffs.
Saturday
Wednesday
Tuesday
For the first time in my life, I'm blogging from an unfamiliar place, far north from where I used to stay, deep into the heart of the Perak state, a quiet and peaceful township of Kampar. It has been a pretty challenging 7 weeks of stay I must say.
I remembered the excitement I had after learning that campus life would be far more interesting here, which slowly evolved to nervousness on the night my parents finally left me all by myself here. I didn't know what to expect of life in this foreign place - the change of my normal daily routine, the new environment and people. It's like starting life again from scratch.
The first two weeks were toughest, with me trying my level best to adapt. I found comfort in the company of my friends, and housemates whom are nice enough to make me feel like home; Uncle Jason who has been like a father to me, friends who took the trouble to ask 'how are you' and my family who has been there all the way for me. Thanks =)
My stay here has been good, apart from the blazing hot and humid weather. I enjoy the feeling of independence; the feeling of meeting new faces; the feeling of having my own room, my own bed(this is for u, pie!); the feeling of attending classes and workshops; the feeling of making myself busy with life; this feeling of having my own freedom. I feel good about it. It really does feel good to feel good. Do not mention homesickness.
I believe at some points in life, we are to be independent, to be reponsible to ourselves and to take charge over our very own life. It's all up to us whether to live life or be the most boring person on Earth.
I've made my choice, and I choose to live.
I remembered the excitement I had after learning that campus life would be far more interesting here, which slowly evolved to nervousness on the night my parents finally left me all by myself here. I didn't know what to expect of life in this foreign place - the change of my normal daily routine, the new environment and people. It's like starting life again from scratch.
The first two weeks were toughest, with me trying my level best to adapt. I found comfort in the company of my friends, and housemates whom are nice enough to make me feel like home; Uncle Jason who has been like a father to me, friends who took the trouble to ask 'how are you' and my family who has been there all the way for me. Thanks =)
My stay here has been good, apart from the blazing hot and humid weather. I enjoy the feeling of independence; the feeling of meeting new faces; the feeling of having my own room, my own bed(this is for u, pie!); the feeling of attending classes and workshops; the feeling of making myself busy with life; this feeling of having my own freedom. I feel good about it. It really does feel good to feel good. Do not mention homesickness.
I believe at some points in life, we are to be independent, to be reponsible to ourselves and to take charge over our very own life. It's all up to us whether to live life or be the most boring person on Earth.
I've made my choice, and I choose to live.
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