Tuesday, November 24, 2015
It's 4 am and i'm thinking about how lucky I am to be home, with my family. Ever since I got stuck with boarding school, I didn't have much bonding time with the family. Although they regularly called, it's not the same. It's like I was temporarily disconnected from them and that sucked.
Feeling very grateful with everything that life has to offer at this exact moment. Like being in my room which I find the most heavenly, the sense of warmth my comforter brings especially in this a little too chilly room, having my sisters soundly sleeping by my side; knowing that their safe, and just being able to write this without disturbance.
I am savouring every moment as I type this, upsetting by the fact that the night's coming to an end, which means school's getting by closer. It's not that I hate school, it's just that, if the teachers weren't so pushy and the students weren't so judgemental, then I'd probably find it a happy place because that's what school is supposed to be. Oh well, you can't always get what you want right?
The feeling of homesick when I was in boarding school wasn't always there. It only came by once in a while, like a sudden thought. When it came, that's when I'd call mum and ask for her well being. Still remember when I called her somewhere around August and cried on the phone due to missing her so much hahaha. I thought talking to her would help lessen the pain, but I cried even harder when I heard her voice. That's how you know when a person means so much to you.
Life moves on, even if it means leaving your loved ones behind :')