Just skyped my cousin for an hour. And because she's completely new over there in Sydney, everything that she's experiencing, I'm going through it as well so it's really comforting to know that we're not completely alone in it. Shit talking, telling stories of our newly made friends, complaining about some of the church services we had over here, talking and sharing about when and why was the last time we cried, exchanging words of comfort and encouragement, talking about heart ache and missing everyone in Singapore.......
Realizing and reassuring myself that family is always there when we need it. We're here to support one another through this whole adapting period and it's tough but we'll get through it together.
I miss smelling my maid's cooking from the kitchen at 5:30pm every day, hearing my brother sing off key when he's showering, talking to my mum about my day and rambling about stupid things to her or arguing about the smallest things and acting like a spoilt bitch, chilling with my dad and my brother on saturday afternoons in my parents' room, talking about school, life and everything under the sun. My dad and his cynical comments. My dad and his live news updates in the car when we're driving, always including me in the conversations whenever he discusses something adult-like with my mum. Friday night dinners out with my family, saturday night dinners at my grandma's house.
Family time is always what I crave for when I get so tired and sick of everything. Always.
God I feel this whole wave of homesickness hitting me hard tonight. I should just submerge in it and embrace this feeling with open arms because I can. Because I can.
