June Jaded

It’s the month of June and I have been away from Singapore for 9 months. Honestly I now struggle to recall memories of my life back home. I still have my Family and Friends in my heart, but I know that everyone will move on from that time last year. My family lives life as normal as I wasn’t there. We communicate by phone but as all long distance relationships are, there’s only that much we can do. Brief conversations and brief summaries.

Life as Life is, moves on. I call my best friends occasionally through the weeks that follows, catching up on changes that happen. I read the electronic Straits Times daily so as not to lose touch with my homeland. But Reality as Reality is, it is a struggle. I struggle to live life as normally as any ordinary person could. I have a few friends from the same continent that came with me together on the same mission, and communication is easier between us. Because we have the same language, same culture and we have the same goals. Basically we’re Asians from Asia.

But Life as Life is, one lives alone and lives Life very much set in one’s ways. I came here because I needed a Change and change is as change gets. I’ve got my change. Do I like it? Yes, for all that’s worth. It was worth it. Now I see two complete obvious sides of the coin. Here is a culture presented to you in the most primitive of character. There is law and order in Singapore, but here there is law and order that is perceived differently in a mode where rights and freedom are exercised.

It has been a tough 9 months, a tumultous display of emotions, where crying and laughing almost have no difference whatsoever. I have been stronger than ever before. Everytime that I fell, I became stronger. And everytime it gets better after that.

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