Under the light of the moon, we're all having our drama practice. Nice view, nice scene, nice people, nice surrounding. Something's missing right here.
Mom called just now, telling me what they're eating at home and mom sent me a picture, SHOWING me what were they eating just now. Sigh. Mom, you're making me homesick. All of a sudden, I think of home and everything, including friends, my car, my room, my closet (I have a tiny closet here.) and family.
Thought of my crazy cousin who actually cried when I left Sandakan.
I've learnt a lot here. I've learnt how to be independent. I've learnt how to make new friends. I've learnt that true friends stick with you no matter how far are we. I've been really emo yesterday and I didn't even know why. There's always a mixture of feelings in me.
Dear God, please guide me to be a better person and please strengthen me in this new city.
Quote for the day: Stay strong and believe in yourself.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011.
