Just an update bout my feelings over here so far, if you don't like words. Shoo! :p

It's the 10th day here in Bristol and I feel much better already.
I was skyping with Mom on maybe the 4th day I think and I just broke down like a crybaby, telling her how much I want to go home. I told her how sick I was, running nose, sore throat, with the backache which never heals. There was no doctor to see, we didn't cook filling dinners and there wasn't enough water to drink.

Everything is so expensive and even crying scares me, because I was afraid I wouldn't have enough tissue or toilet papers to wipe or blow.

Yes I'm being very childish to be complaining since most people will want to be in my place. it's such a rare opportunity. But at that moment, I just want to be spoilt, to be protected, to still be Daddy or Mommy's girl.

Don't like to worry about spending too much on food, worry about whether I'm eating enough, about how I will get well, about how my back will get well without Mom rubbing for me every night anymore.

I just want to type all this down, to remember how the first time feels. I forgot where I read, whose blog was it but the first time is very important..

This is the first time I'm living without my parents doing things for me.
My first time to feel so empty and hopeless.
My first time to understand how good my home is, how good it is to have my family and everything that I have in Singapore.