Hai.
Living with friends had been a really good and fun experience.
Girls' day/night out, makan kfc time berbuka, living a teenage's life, all that.
But I miss living at home with my family.
Despite of how much babysitting that must be done, despite of dealing with limited time to be with friends, despite of the lack of chance to live a teenage's life.
I miss living at home.
Tak kisahlah orang kata hidup saya macam makcik makcik pun. Dah macam ada anak, padahal kahwin pun belum.
I just miss living at home.
Rupanya saya terlupa bersyukur pada setiap benda yang dianugerahkan kepada saya.
Anak-anak buah yang bising.
Abang dan kakak-kakak yang sentiasa ingin memudahkan.
Ibu bapa yang tak henti henti mengambil berat.
Adik beradik yang sentiasa menyambut kepulangan.
Mereka racun, mereka penawar.
They're the family that actually being the real one.
Kami bukan keluarga yang terbaik, tapi kami sempurna seadanya.
