Its been exactly a week since I've been away from that place and believe me when I say... it feels damn great! Now, was I not stupid to have chosen to go there to study? - You stupiak stupiak girl -
Runaway.. I wanna runaway.. Runaway from there and stay home. I know I have this problem with letting go of the past. I cherish almost everything I come across in life. I hate life changing stuff~ Somehow I always wish for things to stay just the way it is.
But life changes with time and that sucks big time. You'll really apprepriate your home and family once you live in my heLL. You'll apprepriate all the food which you eat everyday at home; boring menu and seems like its been the same for 5 years.
Doing chores is not that bad especially when you have all the equipments there for you. Washing dishes has never been easier when you know you're not grossed out with the sink. Folding up clothes is fun when you can watch tv while doing it. Washing clothes with the washing machine makes your life so much easier but your arms lazy.
Suddenly all those scoldings and naggings you used to hate, you miss so much. Your sibling who you used to get so annoyed with is now like your good friend to share everything with. How you can always count on them to be there for you to give you a listening ear.
So why did I give it all up? I was not thinking, I guess. I thought I'm tough enough to stay there for 4 years. I was thinking if my sister could do it, why can't I? That's the one thing I really look up to my sister. She's been alone there for 5 years now. I've only been away for what 14 weeks? I'm already missing home so much and with the place being such a pain in my a** is not making it any easier.
I'm no school teacher material. What the hell was I thinking? When I was crying everyday last month there, my friend and I spent a lot of time talking. I was telling her how before I left Kuching, I was already crying everyday. She scolded me, "You crazy ah... already cry everyday and you still wanna come?!" It was more of heart don't wanna, my brain says ok... I hate it when my heart and brain don't work together. Hahaha~
I'm loving home. Although its messy and stuff. It feels just like home. The air I breathe in, the sound of birds chirping and dogs barking, the sound of the tv while my dad watches it, how cold my house can be even on a afternoon with just the right weather, how my mum would rush me to type her work and me having to work til 5am in the morning. How it all brings back the old days.
HappY~! =) am drunk with happiness and relief~~
-ping pong piang-
Runaway.. I wanna runaway.. Runaway from there and stay home. I know I have this problem with letting go of the past. I cherish almost everything I come across in life. I hate life changing stuff~ Somehow I always wish for things to stay just the way it is.
But life changes with time and that sucks big time. You'll really apprepriate your home and family once you live in my heLL. You'll apprepriate all the food which you eat everyday at home; boring menu and seems like its been the same for 5 years.
Doing chores is not that bad especially when you have all the equipments there for you. Washing dishes has never been easier when you know you're not grossed out with the sink. Folding up clothes is fun when you can watch tv while doing it. Washing clothes with the washing machine makes your life so much easier but your arms lazy.
Suddenly all those scoldings and naggings you used to hate, you miss so much. Your sibling who you used to get so annoyed with is now like your good friend to share everything with. How you can always count on them to be there for you to give you a listening ear.
So why did I give it all up? I was not thinking, I guess. I thought I'm tough enough to stay there for 4 years. I was thinking if my sister could do it, why can't I? That's the one thing I really look up to my sister. She's been alone there for 5 years now. I've only been away for what 14 weeks? I'm already missing home so much and with the place being such a pain in my a** is not making it any easier.
I'm no school teacher material. What the hell was I thinking? When I was crying everyday last month there, my friend and I spent a lot of time talking. I was telling her how before I left Kuching, I was already crying everyday. She scolded me, "You crazy ah... already cry everyday and you still wanna come?!" It was more of heart don't wanna, my brain says ok... I hate it when my heart and brain don't work together. Hahaha~
I'm loving home. Although its messy and stuff. It feels just like home. The air I breathe in, the sound of birds chirping and dogs barking, the sound of the tv while my dad watches it, how cold my house can be even on a afternoon with just the right weather, how my mum would rush me to type her work and me having to work til 5am in the morning. How it all brings back the old days.
HappY~! =) am drunk with happiness and relief~~
-ping pong piang-
