Homesick

Haha. Homesick? It’s so funny when you know someone is homesick. Especially when that person is staying in Johor. Study in Johor. Have aunty in Johor. Cett. That is me. I don’t know why. Before this, when I was studying in Kedah Technical Matriculation College (which is about 12 hours when I want to come back home with bus) there is no word homesick in my dictionary. Not at all. I am enjoying staying there with my friends, cycling at the evening (in weekend only), playing games such as table tennis, tennis, volley ball and basketball, and having our lunch together. But, when I was here, in UTM, I feel so different. I tend to miss my home more. Maybe I miss my parents. Yup, I miss them and my siblings also. There are a lot of things that I want to share to my mom. A lot of topics that I want to share with her even sometimes she just ask me to sleep or eat something to make me stop talking when I’m home. Haha. Having a chit-chat through hand phone, even though you used latest, new, or original smart is not same to having a real chit-chat. So, in conclusion, if you miss your family, call them. Or for those who were staying around UTM or Johor, just go back safely. Having a family, is a “gift” from God. Appreciate it.