a PlaCe tO cALL hOmE..
sigh..everyone is back home..preet is 'enjoying' herself at home in klang..nads and shark..they are already staying in their respective home..sigh..Im the only one left here..all alone..well.. Not exactly alone..I have klien, ricky and all the others.. my chatterbox sister is also here to make my day everday ( more like 'make' my ear). And yet, I want to go home..I want to go back to my mom's delicious, yummy, aromatic, spicy, burnt 'terung bakar'. I want to go back to my grandma's small, protective, smelly and yet ‘feels just like in paradise’ 'armpit'. I want to go back to my dad's endless interesting, informative advices, I want to go back to bug my uncles and 'leg-fight' with my cousins,I want to go mountain hiking (walking) with my aunt, I want to go back to ber'gossip' with my hometown friends (Kiki, Aman and Maal..wait for me!!)..I want to go back to walk and play with the ponies, in my 'dreamland', away from all the pressure and stress, just like what I used to do with Him last time..i want to go back home to the icy colourfull ice-kacang in the windy cold bustation roof..I want to go back to the only place which accepts me as who I am (the lazy pig)!! I WANT TO GO BACK!! to the place I could call a Home..Wuhuhu.. dah..jgn nak mengada!! Go n study!!
