Just a simple guy flying somewhere away Who will follow me?
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Monday, March 13, 2006
I need a reason
People ask me how I'm doing in Sydney.
I tell people that I'm doing real fine over here.
I am.
There are so many things to do. Staying independently is different from times when one is at home and all there is for concern is to study hard, study well.
I do lots of cleaning up. The house gets dirty easily. The floor, the kitchen, the toilet, behind the cupboard; laundry and cooking - washing, hanging, grocery shopping, food preparation, actual cooking, eating, washing up. These take up lots of time. So much so I'm doing all these more than anything else.
Another thing. I fight a war with spiders and ants. I am irritated and frustrated. I hate spiders.
Just that day I was hanging the clothes I just washed and I turned around only to see spider web on the clothes I just hanged.
I sit at my study table to read and I feel ants crawling on my legs and I look down. I see ants. Lots of ants. I follow the trail all the way to the corner of the house. This is different from the other corner from which the first ant invasion originated.
I wonder if spiders and ants really like me. I don't like them.
People ask me how I'm doing in Sydney.
Everything is fine.
I do miss home though.
I'm staying in a house.
I miss home.
I miss home.
While cleaning the house yesterday morning I thought of the many things I can do over here. Time is for me to plan. I am excited by the big plans I think for myself.
My iPod started playing the last song I heard before leaving the house on Feb the 19th. I remember the way I felt.
I felt tired of my work.
I sat staring at the sky.
I stared at the sky back in Singapore too. I imagined myself flying over.
Now I'm here.
I started crying. The hardest I've cried in a long time.
I miss home.
Tsang Yew (my room mate) asked me what was wrong. I can't put it down in words.
My family, my relatives, my friends.
I'm not supposed to be posting this.
Today is a new day.
The lecturer taught us things - things I'm so fascinated by. The way blood clots, the way cells move, T cells, B cells. I am still fascinated. I am excited.
