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Sunday, May 18, 2003

Back Home
My father came here this week. Sigh..I realise I'm not close to my father at all. Seldom see him. Even though my mum kind of like forces us to call back home every weekend, I don't really talk to my father at all. Our conversations will only be like him asking me whether everything here is all right, if I need anything from back home, about school and whether I can cope,and asking me not to sleep late and to take care of myself. Standard. And when my father comes here, the only thing that we'll do together as a family is probably to go out and have lunch. Although I'm happy he takes us out for lunch (cos the food is usually very nice, today, we went to Swensen's for lunch), I feel quite awkward. Apart from lunch and those phone calls and the occasional visits, I have zero contact with my father. Quite sad actually. This is different from my mother. My mum comes here like once a month, so I see her quite often. I'm definitely much closer to my mum than my father. However, it's a different story for my brothers. They are closer to my father than my mother, I think, even though they don't see him that often either. I think it's because my mum always scolds them for always playing computer games. Haha. But I really think it's sad that our family has become like this.

My father also brought me letters from a few friends back home, 2 to be exact, my primary schoolmates. One of them used to be my best friend back home. I've kept in touch with her till now, and my mum sees her at church back home. Sad to say, I've forgotten the other one. His name sounded familiar, and I vaguely remembered that he was plump, but other than that, I totally forgot how he looks like. I totally didn't expect his letter because i've never kept contact with him ever since I left. Haha..it's quite strange, but I shall try to reply his letter without knowing how he looks like. Again, another sad realisation struck me. Ever since I left for Singapore, I've only kept in touch with one primary school friend, she's the one I was talking about earlier. I've lost touch with the rest. I think some of them actually came here to study, but I'm not very sure. Sigh.. it's really sad. I must learn how to treasure my friends more. I guess at that time, I left quite abruptly. Noone knew about it, except for one friend. I left during the holidays. The rest were apparently quite shocked to find out I've left when school reopens. Still, there's no excuse for not keeping in touch with my old friends.

I really have to treasure the family and friends that I have more...

posted by vivien at 7:22 AM




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