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There are somedays i just wish i'm home. Despite all the " you know, it's not a good idea to go overseas esp Australia", or the " i told you! but it's you who want to let her go!", it's still home afterall, isnt it? The warmth i get by seeing them at the arrival hall, everyone of them, will be enough to make me smile. But i guess i havent put in enough effort, i'm not really sure how or what they are doing recently. I'm always asking the same questions when i call home, it's almost as if i dont want to care or get involved. NO! that's not true, i just dont know where to start. And so, it drags on, and the topics seems to be getting lesser and lesser and at the same time, increasingly superficial. It feels like i'm losing them one by one. I fought so hard to come here, hearing the nastiest thing i ever heard. Canberra might be a lovely place. ANU is a wonderful uni and i love the company i got here. It's true that i wanted to run away, though it's an expensive route. haha. but what is family to me and me to them? i'm special.
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