Homesick
Maybe I've been on holiday way too long, and was home way too long and became used to it.
Or maybe as Sora put it, I'm just too close to my family.
Or maybe I just wasn't ready to come back that I panicked.
Maybe I should stop looking for reasons.
But it's true that I broke down since Friday night when Dad told me that my flight was Saturday afternoon's and not Sunday. Apparently he changed it before because I complained earlier that Sunday was too late, and then forgot about it. He didn't even tell me about changing it. I really wasn't ready to come back then. I keep feeling that there was something missing from it. Cried to Mom that night, and almost cried again at the airport while watching my family leave. That's the worst part. It didn't help that once I got into the departure hall, Mom was by the window waiting to watch me go. Even put her hand to the window which made me rush to her and put mine there. Just some of the best things my Mom would do to make me feel happy being her little girl.
But seriously. I've been studying out here for three years. Well, first year was with Big Sis, but the next two years, I could gradually handle it just fine. Can't figure why I broke down like this this year. I'm glad that it's my final year though. Of course, I would have to be out working after that...but I might be with Big Sis, so I guess I'll be fine then.
So Bro picked me up from the airport, but we didn't talk much. I still miss home. I think I was crying the whole night, even if I got to be on Skype with family. Still feel like crying now. School needs to start so I have distractions. For now though, really homesick and can't figure what to do. Just cleaned my room, but it really isn't much.
Anyway. Back to a hectic life where I starve for lazy reasons, eat unhealthy food for many reasons, stress on school work, and spend money on useless stuffs. Oh, and I had a haircut on Wednesday---just an obligatory report.
I would fangirl a bit, but I'll leave that to tomorrow.
Or maybe as Sora put it, I'm just too close to my family.
Or maybe I just wasn't ready to come back that I panicked.
Maybe I should stop looking for reasons.
But it's true that I broke down since Friday night when Dad told me that my flight was Saturday afternoon's and not Sunday. Apparently he changed it before because I complained earlier that Sunday was too late, and then forgot about it. He didn't even tell me about changing it. I really wasn't ready to come back then. I keep feeling that there was something missing from it. Cried to Mom that night, and almost cried again at the airport while watching my family leave. That's the worst part. It didn't help that once I got into the departure hall, Mom was by the window waiting to watch me go. Even put her hand to the window which made me rush to her and put mine there. Just some of the best things my Mom would do to make me feel happy being her little girl.
But seriously. I've been studying out here for three years. Well, first year was with Big Sis, but the next two years, I could gradually handle it just fine. Can't figure why I broke down like this this year. I'm glad that it's my final year though. Of course, I would have to be out working after that...but I might be with Big Sis, so I guess I'll be fine then.
So Bro picked me up from the airport, but we didn't talk much. I still miss home. I think I was crying the whole night, even if I got to be on Skype with family. Still feel like crying now. School needs to start so I have distractions. For now though, really homesick and can't figure what to do. Just cleaned my room, but it really isn't much.
Anyway. Back to a hectic life where I starve for lazy reasons, eat unhealthy food for many reasons, stress on school work, and spend money on useless stuffs. Oh, and I had a haircut on Wednesday---just an obligatory report.
I would fangirl a bit, but I'll leave that to tomorrow.