I'm asking myself, why the fuck am I still awake? I just don't know. I used to get tons of sleep in Brunei, but here I just can't seem to put myself to sleep. When I get back from Uni, I tell myself i'm going to have a nap but I never fucking do. It's so stupid, i've got to have more self discipline. Can someone please slap my wrist and put me to bed at night, anyone please?
The home-sickness is starting to kick in. I miss Brunei, I miss my family and friends. I miss waking up in my bed and walking down my stairs and eating my food. I still haven't brought my dirty laundry down to the laundrette yet, I've got to do it by tomorrow or i'm going to have to walk around naked. I personally wouldn't mind, but I think other people would. Well was I, yes, back to being home-sick. I'm having a lot of fun here, i'm enjoying my course and my lecturers are great. It's just I don't have the same sense of security and comfort I have a back in Brunei. I might be jumping ahead of myself since i've only been here about two weeks, I know i'll get used to it.
At least i'm not from somewhere far off like Eastern Europe or Iran. Then i'd have a real reason to be home-sick, but I still can't help but miss home. I miss the fact that for such a small country, we get exposed to so much. When something big happens, it means so much more because we don't have a lot in Brunei. The song lyric:
"You don't know what you've got, 'till it's gone" really appeals to me right now.
I miss you all. I'll be home soon, I promise.
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