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I feverishly miss home now....

The petty details of my life there, of time spent, of moments shared with the people I love the most; Mum, Dad and my (not so) little bro.

The carefree evenings strolling in weekend pasar malams...me walking alongside my mum gingerly holding her hand as she led me through the weeks grocery-shopping, mainly for fresh vegetables, fish and poultry. Those times, large hypermarkets were out of the picture. We were a small family of four with a moderate lifestyle.

Visits to malls on random weekends, window shopping till we're all tired with sore feets omly to end the day with a meal in each others company...usually in silence. Or to the generous humor of my dad who brightens up all our days with his witty jokes, sarcasm and lame (n yet funny) exclaimations. Yes, i miss that the most.

I remember the last time i went home, for my term break...seing my dad for the first time after nearly a month. He looked somewhat older. And it hit me hard....the fact that things will not stay the same for long. The thought that I am dawning adulthood, soon to be responsible of the becoming of the family left me wondering if i was even ready. I still am their little girl....and i still make mistakes. A lot of them...and dissapointment is a painful creature.

Im silently counting down the final 2 weeks...amidst the stress and panic from the upcoming finals..i know i have something to look forward to at the end of it all.