Nostalgic

I'm on a week of holiday with nothing much to do but to laze around... actually i have stuff to do like assignments but don't feel like doing them just yet... have been listening to my old songs and looking at my old pictures of home. "old"... when did that happen... really missing my home and the warm, comforting messiness that it is. i'm really thinking of going back for the end of the year break.... have to find an excuse though... looking at pics of my family, the presents my ex gf gave me, pics of me and my hing tai, just the roads leading up to my house causes my eyes to go blurry with tears... i have realized something since i've come here and that there is no place like home... next time i'm gonna buy a house new my parents and visit them frequently... i'm not going to move far away and even though papa wants me to migrate here, i don't think i want to... i just can't see myself staying here for the rest of my life while my heart and soul is in malaysia... ok time to get lunch and return the dvds.... have this enormous red pimple that just burst and its so noticeable that i don't really feel like showing my face outside but have to return the dvds cos todays the last day... i think of home everyday...