My mum stayed with me for 12 days to help me clean the house for inspections and also, for Chinese New Year. We had a really bad fight once when she found out some stuff about me. I hyperventilated and got very defensive. But after that she tried to come to terms with it. I don't know if she's forgiven me, but oh well. I'm still her daughter. At least she knows what kind of shit I went through.
Other than that incident, I grew to thoroughly enjoy her presence in my life in Melbourne. I had less and less stress and worries. I felt like I had something to look forward to at home and didn't feel like I had to call friends up. We had healthy meals at home and talked about life and people. We went to the casino most of the 12 days and I think overall, I've made a bit of money. :) And each night I did some studying even though my assessments are a long way away.
Today I sent her off at the airport shuttle bus stop, I was quite upset to see her go. I didn't cry or anything because I'll be going back for good soon but I felt so inconfident about living alone even though I've been doing that for years. I'm so afraid of feeling negative.
I was invited to bring along friends to a Comics Lounge event and even though it was on half a day notice, I managed to bring 7 others. H came to my house and told me about his breakup with my girl pal S. He seemed to try really hard not to feel upset and I hope he felt a bit better after the silly gags.
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