FYI, I am already in UTP, somewhat preparing for my FYP II. I would like to get it done and over with ASAP since I kinda messed things up last sem. I have been reading some stuff (one stuff to be exact), to refresh my memory on what this project is really about. Wouldn't go into details, boring stuff.
The journey back to UTP was the worst ever. I cried 3 times in the car because I really didn't want to leave home. I miss my nephews, mum and dad, the feeling of being secured at home with no worries in the world. Kids are so carefree, honest and they never judge you. My nephews would wrestle me (all 3 of them) when they play Ultraman, they'd sing along to their dad's favourite songs on the CD, surprisingly accurately on key. My mum's cooking, my mum's hugs and our late night gossips. For the whole journey as I was thinking about these things, I could hardly sing along to the songs that were playing on the radio. All I could think about was how unhappy I was to leave home.
Once I arrived at the UTP gate, I wiped my tears, took a deep breath and smiled for the Pak Guard. When I stepped into my room, the sadness all kind of went away. I can't figure out why, maybe it's the feeling of 'I'm here, right now'.
I still feel very homesick, but I have to deal with it. It's all a part of growing up. With all the responsibilities, analytical, boring things. Growing up sucks.
4 comments:
oi oi! cadar kmj! hehe...suck it in and strive for the last few months ni je beb.
i find myself saying 'bila la sem nak abis...'like everyday in class lolz.
btw, i miss hangin out with the overstones soo much. asek2 ngadap muka fauzi je. busan daa...we MUST have a reunion!!
hahahahaha my nephews nicked the cadar! i know! we must must must have a reunion! =D
Oh nooo~~~ why's everyone back in utp already? i can feel the stress coming. =P
stress for the last six months.. go go go!
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