Loneliness

It’s has been one and a half years since I come to Singapore to further my study. Since the first day I came here, the feeling of ‘loneliness’ has never been apart from me. I miss my family so much, especially my dear dad and mum. Even though my home town is not that far from Singapore and I do go back when I am on school holiday, in this one and half a year, I have only spent ten percent of my time with them, which is less than 2 months.

Sometimes I really envy my Singaporean classmates as they are still able to stay with their family. When I told them about it, some of them said that it’s good to be apart from parents as there will be more freedom I have. For me, family love is more important for me. Anyway, there are still some people who care me a lot here. Lin jie and zhou xiong, who let me stay in their house, treat me as their younger brother. Other than that, my dear classmates in RP do treat me quite nice. I feel so grateful. Thanks for your caring.

One thing that I worry the most is that I will not be able to see my family anymore. Every time my phone rings and see that it is a call from home, I feel so happy because I can chat with them for 30 minutes or an hour. Anyway, I also worry when they call me. I worry that I will receive any bad news from them. Few weeks ago, my sister told me that my grandma was very sick and she had to be hospitalised. A few days later, she told me that my grandma could be discharged the next day. I still remember the day after that was Monday, one day before Cognitive UT. After class, I went to do some revision with my friends in library. Suddenly I got a call from my sister. She had never called me around that time; they usually call me at night. I knew that there would be something wrong at home. Bravely I picked up the call and I could only hear she was crying. She told me that my grandma was in crisis. She could not get up anymore. Having heard that, I was stunned. At that time, there was nothing much I could do. No more ferry for me to go back. The only thing I could do was to pray hard and wish she would be fine. Thank God. Around 11 pm, my sister told me my grandma was awake. She is getting better now. But I was told that she has lost weight and can’t walk on her own.

It was really a nightmare for me. I hope there will be no such thing happens again.