During my stay at MC, I was so so so down. I cried on the first night cos I have no friends and I was homesick. I was so panic about how to go to campus the next morning. Moreover, I don't have the timetable of my classes. So, I called my mum and told her about my situation. I don't know that my mum will called my aunt until I heard a knocked on my door and I opened it to see a girl introducing herself as my aunt's friend's daughter and she already knew my problem. Then, I knew that my mum have seek helped from my aunt. The girl is also studying in UTAR ( the same campus as mine). But, she is in Year 2. So, she consoled me and said that she will accompany me to campus the next day. I felt lucky to have her. If not, I would have insomnia.....
The following days, weeks at MC was much better cos I knew my roommates more and have new friends who is also staying at MC. However, sometimes I would also felt depressed and miserable due to studies and the suffocating room. I can't stand staying in a small room because I've used to big room. Small room makes me feel like I'm enclosed and have limited space to move around. I just can't stand it!! I'm the type of person who will get panic or worried easily even though it's a small problem. I think that the number of times I cried here is more than the number of times I cried at home. Even now (not in MC anymore) I would also feel depressed or sad all of a sudden, without any reason. *Sigh* I wonder what's going into me these days.... Am I in depression? Who can tell me how to do? So hopeless....so torturing....

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