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Friday, December 19, 2008
It's funny how much you long for something, and when it's just peeking around the corner, suddenly you want it to turn the other way.
or just delay its arrival.
I miss home. I really do. Sometimes it's a dull ache that never ceases to be there. But it's these ten weeks that really taught me to grow emotionally. Not to mention physically as well. Sigh. The english weather makes you hungrier.
Anyways. I'm sitting in my room now contemplating how these past weeks have been so significant. It's quite strange to be stuck in two different worlds and watching them collide. There have been times that I feel like I'm outside looking in at myself and my interactions with people around me. It always amazes me; this capacity of humans to adapt.
Now that I'm leaving for Singapore, I feel a sense of nostalgia. Which is really once again, strange, because I thought I wouldn't miss anything here given how excited I was about going home. Man, I miss my piano. =(
And Bagel. I can't wait to see him.
This sounds stupid. But at least I get to talk to my parents and Manda over Skype. I've tried talking to Bagel over Skype, and learnt that dogs do not believe in technology.
Okay. It's off to read about Thursday Next and her exploits now.
♥
Friday, December 19, 2008
It's funny how much you long for something, and when it's just peeking around the corner, suddenly you want it to turn the other way.
or just delay its arrival.
I miss home. I really do. Sometimes it's a dull ache that never ceases to be there. But it's these ten weeks that really taught me to grow emotionally. Not to mention physically as well. Sigh. The english weather makes you hungrier.
Anyways. I'm sitting in my room now contemplating how these past weeks have been so significant. It's quite strange to be stuck in two different worlds and watching them collide. There have been times that I feel like I'm outside looking in at myself and my interactions with people around me. It always amazes me; this capacity of humans to adapt.
Now that I'm leaving for Singapore, I feel a sense of nostalgia. Which is really once again, strange, because I thought I wouldn't miss anything here given how excited I was about going home. Man, I miss my piano. =(
And Bagel. I can't wait to see him.
This sounds stupid. But at least I get to talk to my parents and Manda over Skype. I've tried talking to Bagel over Skype, and learnt that dogs do not believe in technology.
Okay. It's off to read about Thursday Next and her exploits now.
