I just missing my home. I never been homesick before. Okay, once. 2 days after my entry to a boarding school that only 10 minutes from my home. Well that was 7 years ago, when I lived in dormitory for the first time..
With the exams.. stressed out so much till I don’t know… I never been missing my home so much like this. I went home few weeks ago and my parents visited me last Sunday. I am freaking fortunate than my other roommates. But I don’t know. Feeling like I need somebody I am very close to sit beside me. I don’t know. Stress maybe? I don’t know. I just sat for 2 papers and I have 1 paper in the afternoon (it’s 12.38am as I’m writing this). I have 2 papers more after that and the exam period for my course ended on 29th. We started early and finish on the last day. Man.. and I’ll have to participate in language support programmes with a co-curricular activity in between Arabic LSP and English LSP. It’s not until mid July I could come back home. Man. I can’t listen to Eomma-Yoseob’s cover at time like this or I’ll burst in tears.
But no, I’m strong, in front of my roommates yeah. Recalling that night, I was sobbing in the dark, listening to that song on replay. Crying is freaking hurt, to squeeze those tears out, man it was freaking hurt. But once all of it flowed on your cheeks, making your hand towel wet, it was like a heavy stone was lifted from your heart. I still remember laughing like mad after that watching one of the EXO-M interviews just minutes after.
But to be honest, after all of these words, I just being lonely. am lonely. lonely.
I better sleep now and wake up early to finish the past question I’m struggling to answer now.