This explain why I'm getting a bigger eye bag. Staying awake in this earlyyy hour just wasn't the right thing to do nor the thing I do usually. Two hours ago, I'm still struggling, trying hard to fall asleep in my comfy bed. But, here I am writing an entry, the sudden urge I have while still lying on bed. Owh, what's going on this earth, dammit, I'm awake still in this hour! Is either my nap in the afternoon was a little too late or I just couldn't stop thinking about that a lot of thing ._.
I come upon to this post -
Why Coming Home is Hard. What a pretty tittle to attract people to read. Okay, it at least attracted me. Coming home is always the best thing ever for me since I ever left home for studies. Yes, some may say you get extra freedom, don't you? You get to stay up real late at night hanging out with a bunch of friends and your parents won't be knowing about this bit of thing. Hey, but do you ever know you need to be independent in the meanwhile. Apart from doing all the housework, you will need to adjust yourself into this new environment and making new friends so that you won't be that miserable and acting silly there alone. And it also means you got to swallow all your proud and you got no shoulder to lean on when you needing one. Some even will have to face extra problems with their roommate. I am the one who will get really excited to buy a bus ticket. And while doing the countdown, I pray that time run a little faster so that the day I been awaiting is just here. To see the one that I always pray for their health.
But back to what written in that article. Who actually approach you when you came back? Where does all the friends you were with few years back or just a few months back? How many of them will still think about you? The memories you had together once upon a time, are you the only one left protecting it? How about the promise you made together? Is BFF a lie? More and more question will be popping out from your mind and it doesn't allow you to just stop there. It's digging out all those truth that you never want to realize. Eww~ It sounds terrible isn't it ._.
Time to leave again. Doing my last minute packing as I don't know what more to pack in my luggage as I leave several things in that store room and I couldn't recall what is it, damn. Tomorrow, I'll be getting on a bus and leave this land where I've been staying for years to the place where education takes place. Officially announcing that my semester break is coming to the end.
Flashing back on what I did in this two months break is whole lot a boring story to go on with. Attending a convection from Sunway all the way to the south of Malaysia, Johor in UTM. A department trip right after the convection in Singapore. An exploring journey I had coming back after a week. Got bored at home after two days of just staying at home and decided to work. Got a job the next day. Working part time two days a week not trying to be too mainstream. Got an offer from my mum as well to work with her and I managed to finish this project just a week before I'm departing again. Went for a trip to Sunway Lagoon and also book fair at KLCC with the cousin and aunt. Meeting up as many friends as I can for shopping; a dinner; a karaoke session; going back to high school visiting teachers; drinking coffee; a chit-chat session; or just plainly want to see each other face after months. And not to miss out those days where I spent my time plainly on watching dramas and also movies. This somehow summaries how I spent my holiday.
