No Kuala Lumpur for me until December

If I'm say I'm not depressed, I'm lying. In fact, I feel horrible. These days, I just feel like I do not want to do anything except to just lie in bed and be human again. I just feel increasingly robotic and stiff as uni progresses along. Whoever told me that uni was fun. Yeah, the learning bit is great but learning comes with a price. In my case, it's a hefty price tag.

To sum up, I've been doing readings, research essays, lab reports, stats exercise, the usual domestic chores non-stop, without giving myself a good break. I had holidays but it's not even a holiday per se. I just spent my holidays rushing through my lab report, finishing my stats, and thinking about my history essay.Not to mention, having acne totally killed me on the inside. Even if I decided to give myself a break, I keep thinking about my essays. My work.

I've been sleeping really late as well. Even in my sleep, my essays haunt me. I dream of reading and reading, writing and writing. No surprise, my body broke down. I had this nasty throbbing in my head, intense back pain (It's still there), and I am mentally burnt out. I cried so hard to sleep last night, it wasn't even funny.

At the moment, I just want to go home. I really want to meet my parents, eat good Chinese food at my favorite restaurants, read something light and not delve into deep thoughts. I want to be just shallow for a moment because all this deep thought is wearing me out. It's so unlike me but I want my mind to just space out for a second.

My mom told me she wanted to have lunch with me so badly. Ah, writing this makes my tears want to fall.


The things that I miss so dearly:

Glutinous rice balls
Duck tongue
Pork with yam casserole
Polo bun
Hokkaido Chocolate ice cream