Nostalgia

Now I don’t feel very well. During last two days I searched the internet with one of my classmates to find some information about flight. Yesterday night we two felt delighted because of a discounted ticket. We chose a reasonable date and decided to buy it online the next day. Since we haven’t a credit card, we had to turn to our senior for help. This noon we came to our senior’s dormitory in Raffle’s Hall. However, after we almost finished filling everything in tables, we find that it is supposed to enter the effective date of the passport. But we can’t remember it. Unfortunately, we couldn’t book a ticket without finishing the table. It is not easy to make an appointment with our senior. Their academic assignment is very heavy and I heard that he was doing four projects at the same time. I appreciated it that he could set aside his leisure time to help us. What a disappointed thing that we can’t manage to book a ticket with the help of our senior. This noon we two didn’t have our lunch so we felt hungry and sad. Later this afternoon I can’t speak out even a single word. Can’t I go back to China? I miss my home very much. I couldn’t imagine how I can bear staying away from home for as long as a year. After the class we had to have a boring meeting about our majors, which made me feel much more down. As we know, these weeks we keep having this kind of meeting. At first, I find the meeting meaningful with lots of information about various majors. However, nearly every week we have to attend this kind of meetings that make us feel confused. They also waste lots of our weekend time. Because of the meeting, we came back to Eton Hall at nearly half past six.
I can clearly feel that my relations miss me very much. My father nearly counts the number of days I have been away from home. My mother isn’t good at expressing her feelings but I know she is concerned about me. Maybe the nostalgia feeling is natural since I haven’t left home for such a long time. In my primary and middle school period, I needed to walk only several minutes from home to school. In high school, it took me about ten minutes by bike. I am a home-dependent person. When I feel sad, I want to get back home because home gives me strengths and comfort. Here far away from home I have to digest my sorrow in my heart.
However, thanks to my new friends, my life is wonderful and happy. Now I am enjoying the video of our group’s visit to Ubin. The new classmates, the new experiences and the new environment make me enjoy the new life here. Everyone has to learn to grow up so let’s valuate the process when happiness mixes with sorrow.