Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Exactly 2 weeks since I got married. Life had been routine and peaceful. I guess it's good though it's boring. I am feeling more and more drained of energy since i got married. I am not sure why too. Maybe it's the work-at-home job that kept me jailed in my new home, maybe it' s the weariness of carrying a new life, maybe I am just home/sembawang-sick.
It's never the same and it can never be the same. I cant go to the library as and when I like now. Even an additional 5 minute walk to the MRT station seemed so tedious, and I cant go back home in the wee hours of the morning anymore.
I hate it when people dun say outright what they feel and go one big round to convey their thoughts. I hate it when I got scolded early in the morning for not picking up my boss's call because the phone is unable to get a reception in some parts of my new room. I hate it when I cant lie down on the bed as and when I want. I hate it when I got no mum and dad to nag at me.
I never realised how HOMESICK I was till I went home for the weekend. I always tot I am only missing home. But it's more than that, much more than that.
I hate to remember how happy my father was when I went home, how my mum cooked and cooked without any complaint and how my sister tried to get my attention when she was leaving home for work while I was sleeping. They just made me remember how far away I am from them now and how much I miss them.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM, I love you.
8:21 AM
