Just one week.

I've been here, in Singapore, just for a week and yet it feels few weeks already. Another 15 weeks to go. I miss home, yeah, I'm feeling homesick for past few days. Still, I can not consider Singapore as my "home". I miss home, miss my bed, miss my parents, miss my room, miss "welcome home" feeling.

Lesson starts tomorrow, and I try to be ready for it. I hope those coming assignment will help me to think less and do more and make me busy. Why? I became so melancoly these days because I thought a lot - negatively,of course. I'm trying to change the way I thought, the way I acted. I knew I shouldn't think too much about problems and enjoy what i've got for today, but I couldn't. By the time I was alone, this annoying brain started to think, rewind those unease feeling, and predict what's going to happen.

Now I promised my self to :
1. Smile more often
2. Be more patience (at least, became who I was)
3. Stop blaming others

If anyone see me breaking or forgetting these promises, please help me to remember and change. Thanks before. =)