I was going to tweet about how much I miss home but then I thought that would be far too whiny and in-the-face of people who follow me. At least by blogging people have a choice to not read what I have to say.
So basically… I miss home like a spoilt baby. :(
On Sunday I had diarrhoea, and yesterday was the first day of that time of the month. They’re certainly not a big deal. Life goes on. But they’re just things that I have always dealt with in the comfort of my own home. I could crawl into bed any time I like, or block everyone out if I feel sick enough. Come to think of it, I can do the same at the student house. In fact, I can do it without being nagged at incessantly. Maybe what I miss more is being cared for. My dad would make guava leaf tea for me when I have an upset stomach, mom would nag when I try to sleep it off but she’d ask me to take whatever health supplements that suit the situation.
At home, I won’t run out of fresh towels. At home, there is a shelf-full of tea leaves and coffee powder that I never even glance at but desperately miss right now. At home, there is everything I could ever need and more.
From the way I am speaking (or writing), I sound like I won’t see home for at least another month. Fortunately that’s not the case, I am going home tomorrow and I am downright excited! This time, it’s not so much Chinese New Year I am looking forward to but just one night in my own bed. I am sufficiently excited about CNY though. I am just about to go broke so there isn’t a better time for me to be receiving angpaus. :D
