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Friday, October 27, 2006
ok this is kinda random. but it struck me today how glad i am to be living at home instead of moving into hostel which was an idea i had toyed with.realized that i need my family more than i know it. i defnintely enjoyed the year away from home. but that was coz i had fantastic cluster mates who made all the difference! (and i'm now totally convinced that they were an exceptional bunch coz everyone else in pgp now/still hates it)there's just something comforting and nice about being at home. there's always coffee brewing when i wake up, there's always breakfast which mommy prepares, there's noise and people ard me (and when i can't have that i shut my door..heh), mom and dad take turns to ask if i want tea when they're making some for themselves, there's always afternoon tea to look forward to with mommy just as i'm getting sick with working on yet another paper, there's always a home-cooked meal, there's always food and fruit at home, there's always the brother to coax into carrying my stuff to church on sunday, there's also the brother who i can talk to whenever i need someone to listen, oh, and very importantly, there's also the brother to borrow cds from (hahaha), there are the ngohs for supper/gym/qt/bfast/evening walks/borrow stuff from/come home with, and i guess there's that perfect mix of love and shower of attention and space at home : )so i'm glad i'm home : ) oh and it makes coming home to do work on a friday night like this much less depressing when people are in as compared to when i used to have to stay in hostel to work over the weekend when most other people have gone home! heh so i guess i'm more of a homebody than i know it!heh ohh i'm sorry if this is making u feel homesick dhoby! really isn't my intention!
and eunice ends here :
- 8:55 PM