~WeLcoMe To My LIfE~

i miss home.

i miss my mom’s cooking.

i miss my dad.

i miss late night talks with my abang, dok kat gerai, tgk orang.

i miss having my adik go to the shop, buy icecream and a loaf of bread and then makan macam orang tak ingat, or sent him for an errand, veggies, mee kari, abc, goreng pisang, anything. a good driver-porter-assistant, he is :p

i miss boring’s and fir’s stupid jokes.

my younger cousins running around the house.

girls’ day out wif dayah and along or kak piza or both.

gossiping wif adik and dayah.

going out for movies wif abg arul and the girls (on his expense, of course )

ajak my abang pegi shopping when it’s actually k mai’s idea.

arguing wif abg kri - though we don’t argue that much anymore.

drawings wif fatihah.

and i miss kasyah. miss seeing him growing up, and spoiled by my dad. heh.

i miss makwe’s sambal goreng.

i miss going bowling wif my uncles and abangs and cousins. sitting at the porch and talking about just anything, from politics to studies, even the gossips.

i miss people making a fuss over me. always have something to eat in the kitchen without having to cook. someone to cook me bubur when i’m sick, or pretended to be sick ;).

my brothers making fun of me. though i’d rather joined them making fun of dayah. or iman or whoever the victim is, even my aunts or uncles.

i miss raya at home. all the kenduris and berbuka puasa and what not. i miss the crowd. the laughters, togetherness, not to mention the yellings and cryings.

i miss mala’s phone calls. (stupid maxis, huh!!)

i miss malaysia. i miss ikan bakar and i miss the gerais.

and i’m going to miss him too.. 3 and a half weeks.. 3 and a half weeks..

*sigh*

why eh, suddenly i feel so miserable??   

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