Today, first thing i've done in the morning was reading the Holy Bible. that's the way i culd calm myself and bring back study mode. Since yesterday nite, i kept calling and receiving calls from home. It's indescribable how i miss my home so bad.
And i've started counting the days towards another upcoming holiday in Mei. 8 weeks to go, hoping for time to flies and approaches Mei in a glimpse.
Can't hold these tears anymore. I realized that i'm truly weak inside. These tears are nothing compared to the feeling of missing my beloved family.
"An ounce of blood is worth more than a pound of friendship"
i wanna be a bird who can fly freely in the sky, heading towards my home..:(
this feeling is undeniably unendurable..:(
i realized that..