Mom asked whether I miss home during yesterday's FaceTime session and we cried together.

My answer is definitely YES.

When I see the pictures taken by the NU gang who have landed in Midland few days ago, I strongly feel that I should have came with at least someone who I know and good to get along with.

I'm not saying my life here is suck. I am very lucky instead. I have a dad who is willing to support me to study here, a boyfriend who willing to stay up late just to listen to my nonsense, and bunch of people who mentally and sometimes financially support me in Malaysia.

But now I know how stupid I am. I have a room with bathroom, my little gold that commutes me everyday, bed with my very own smell, kakak to take care of my daily stuffs, and sometimes my very own driver to drive me back and forth. Plus my house is near to every single shopping center in the town. In Lincoln, I have to walk from building to building for classes, walk to the NEAREST convenience store (not shopping center) which is 2 miles away from the building I'm staying at just to buy snacks to fill my stomach, staying in dry and stuffy ice cold air-con room, using public toilet and bathroom, have cold food for breakfast, clean the room, dump rubbish, and deal with strange people with slangs and some shit faces.

I find very hard to say goodbye every time FaceTime or Skype with my dearest ones from home. Sometimes tears just roll down form my eyes right after they hang up the call.

I know everything is hard at the beginning. I know I need time to get use to every new thing here. I know everything will be alright. But what I know is different with what my mind is thinking and my heart is feeling.

I want to go home.