i dont wana go back subang :'( :'( :'(

I REALLY REALLY DON'T.

seems like i've barely spent time in kch and at home and i need to pack and go back subang again.

SUXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX.

one week is SO NOT ENOUGH. been away from home for about 3 months and i've missed it so so much. everything about home is SO PRECIOUS. every crack and corner of it. and i'm not ready to go back to mdm chong yet.

just thinking about going back to that empty room just makes me feel so...empty. and sad.

ok yes i'm emo atm. i'm sorry but i can't help it. there truly is no place like home.

woke up this morning and the first thought that came to my mind: S*** i'm going back tommorow.

and ANY DAY that starts with poop IS NOT good.

but it was a pretty nice day. had bfast with d and lunch with my EXTREMELY LOVED PARENTS at After 3. my first time there. lol. food's ok la. wanted to eat dim sum but the choices super limited. so we ate siew mai and my daddy ordered some bamboo shoot roll. WHICH WAS DAMN NICE! they ate nasi lemak. i ate kolo mee. hehe.

went to collect my passport too. FINALLY. my passport IS DONE. argh. super mahuan man. and i so extremely hate the pic in my passport. it's so much worse than my ic pic. waaa. but wdv la. YAY i can go out of the country again WITHOUT using a temp passport. i feel like an illegal immigrant.

i'm soooooo going to miss home again. and my FAMILY so SO SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much. i LOVE spending everyday with them.

i love waking up in the mornings to the sound of the news on tv watched by my daddy every morning and the sound of my parents talking instead of the clatter of pots and pans and mdm chong and kakak SHOUTING at each other.

i love the sight of my choo choo train light the first thing in the morning when i wake up instead of a dusty cob-webbed flourescent tube.

i love waking up just knowing that there are people i love with all my heart downstairs instead of nobody at all just outside my room besides kakak.

i love making my way downstairs and seeing my parents and being able to say 'GOOOOOOOOD MOOOOOOORNING DADDY MUMMY!!!!!' and have them say it back to me with as much love instead of walking out of my room and just saying 'mdm chong' when i see her.

i love sitting down in the kitchen and watching my parents get ready for work instead of sitting in the toilet trying to shit as well as pass time.

i love being able to laugh, joke and go crazy with my parents in the mornings instead of not having anyone to talk to at all every morning.

i love joining my parents for breakfast and lunch and have them order almost everything on the menu for me instead of eating economy rice and the same food everyday.

i love having my mummy call me at random hours of the day just to ask where i am and if i've eaten yet instead of having her call and not being able to see her at all.

i love following my mummy to the market to buy fruits and vege during the weekends instead of just sleeping till afternoon and doing nothing.

i love cutting fruits for my family after dinner every night and have all of us sit in the living room eating fruits while watching tv together instead of cutting fruits and eating them by myself every night.

i love having dinner with my family where we talk about random things and joke around instead of having dinner by myself or sometimes with friends.

i love the sound of my brother playing with his toys and bionicle and making lots and lots of noise instead of the empty silence in the room in mdm chong's house.

i love having my sister come back from school and then we'll just talk non-stop about anything and everything under the sun instead of having to text her or call her.

i love having my parents ask what i wana do the next day or what i wana eat or if i wana go out for dinner instead of not having anyone ask at all.

i love being able to say 'GOODNIGHT DADDY MUMMY!!!' every night and have them say it back to me with lots of love and going upstairs with my sis instead of just going to sleep by myself every night.

i love talking to my sister till lateeee at night when we're actually supposed to be sleeping instead of just lying down, staring into darkness and all i have for company is my music.

i love the feeling of just knowing i'll wake up the next morning and being able to feel everything i felt today.

i love having the feeling of being surrounded by all the people i love so so much instead of people whom i don't mean anything to.

i love every little feeling i feel when i'm home and there is no better feeling in this world than what i feel when i'm home.

i'm already missing home.