-taken from '30 Days', my SPM song.
Why is this entry so emo? LOL
It's not that I'm going so far away X)
Excited? Nervous? Scared? I don't know how to define my feelings right now. Soon I'll be continuing my journey of life, doing something meaningful (at last) after months and months wasted by listening to music, watching TV, chatting with friends, taking long-hour evening sleeps, (and the list goes on).
I hate packing, it makes me feel melancholic. Yet still I have to do it. Suddenly I feel a sense of boundless appreciation towards the little little things at home. My pillowcase. The familiar smell of my bedroom. The radio station my mum listens to everyday. The sound of the bell on my cat's collar. Everything. Yeah everything.
In just a few days, I'll be in this unfamiliar place. I'll meet new faces and I don't even know are the going to be good or bad. I'll miss my old friends, I'll miss my family. I'm already feeling homesick by just thinking about the fact. Who am I? The girl who's never been away from home. Who didn't survive hostel life in the past. Who has a problem mixing around with unfamiliar people. Who can't even miss a night without saying "good night" to someone. Yes, that's me.
I cannot guarantee that I won't be homesick, but yeah, the moment is going to arrive. I can't run away, so I'll just have to face it. When on earth am I going to finally learn on how to be independent if it is not now? Part of me says I can do it, but part of me knows I'll have to take some time before I get used to it. Honestly, I'm a bit ready. I've been defeated once, and I'm not going to let it happen once again. This time I'll survive hostel and college life.
I hate packing, it makes me feel melancholic. Yet still I have to do it. Suddenly I feel a sense of boundless appreciation towards the little little things at home. My pillowcase. The familiar smell of my bedroom. The radio station my mum listens to everyday. The sound of the bell on my cat's collar. Everything. Yeah everything.
In just a few days, I'll be in this unfamiliar place. I'll meet new faces and I don't even know are the going to be good or bad. I'll miss my old friends, I'll miss my family. I'm already feeling homesick by just thinking about the fact. Who am I? The girl who's never been away from home. Who didn't survive hostel life in the past. Who has a problem mixing around with unfamiliar people. Who can't even miss a night without saying "good night" to someone. Yes, that's me.
I cannot guarantee that I won't be homesick, but yeah, the moment is going to arrive. I can't run away, so I'll just have to face it. When on earth am I going to finally learn on how to be independent if it is not now? Part of me says I can do it, but part of me knows I'll have to take some time before I get used to it. Honestly, I'm a bit ready. I've been defeated once, and I'm not going to let it happen once again. This time I'll survive hostel and college life.
Why is this entry so emo? LOL
It's not that I'm going so far away X)