Singapore, again.

Flying off to Singapore tomorrow. I don't know how three months flew by, but it did. And I hate times like these where I have to say good bye to my family and leave for Singapore all alone. Some people complain about being far from home, when they are only an hour or two's drive away. I know that I should not complain also since I'm only an hour's flight from Singapore. But staying alone in a foreign land is really, not fun.

I miss those times, when I can come back from school to a place called home, have dinner with family and watch tv at night. If only I appreciated what I have back then. I guess we always tend to appreciate things once we lose em. But then I think about my friends, who have lost a mom or a dad or are even familyless, and that's when I feel that I should appreciate the fact that at the end of the semester, I still have a home to go back to. It's funny how such a simple thing as having dinner with mom and dad has become a luxury to us who study or work abroad. I feel sad that even after I graduate and start working, I'd still be alone because my family will still be at home and not with me.

Till I see you again, home.