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- Amanda
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- Benjamin Low
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I'm quite tired of being on vacation. I find it ridiculous that my parents keep using English to communicate with the locals, then make half-hearted attempts to speak Mandarin when they're not understood. Come on, make a little more effort? We're Chinese, albeit more removed from our cultural roots than most, even discounting the fact that we're Singaporean Chinese, but at the very least, we all still understand the damn language. Anyway, we're going on a tour tomorrow, a rather picturesque one it would seem, so that's the whole day taken care of. I can't wait to be home, even if I don't express that wish verbally. I suspect that when I'm in the UK, I'll miss my friends more than my family. It's true, I swear. You miss people because you're comfortable around them, because they understand and appreciate you for the person that you are. I've sort of given up trying to share parts of my life with my family. I don't think, even now, they really comprehend why I've chosen the paths in life that I have. I'm pretty sure, even if they won't admit it to me or themselves, that they'd be happier if I were one of those kids who did triple sciences in JC and wound up in NUS Medicine. So this is why I miss my friends, especially the ones from JC, because we know (more or less) what it's like to have people think what you're doing is a waste of time. I like "wasting my time", because a good book makes me pretty damn happy. It's not much to make a career out of, but it just means I'll have to marry a doctor or a lawyer. Haha... |


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