Leaving home.

Every year without fail during the year end holidays, my mum, siblings and I would go up to Kl to do our shopping for CNY clothes and some visiting. I always dreaded coming home to Jb, Kl seemed like a better place to stay in for me at that time. In that one week of our stay, my sister and I would bug my elder sister to bring us on a shopping marathon; 1U, Midvalley, Pavillion, The Curve, KLCC, we would visit without fail.


But this year, like tomorrow, I'd be flying up on my own to Kl. For college. Before this, I was excited. Nao, one day before, I'm having a little fear. Fear of having to face things on my own. This morning my dad threw me a question, "Are you happy going up to Kl?" It stumped me for a moment. I didn't know what to answer him.


I guess this is part of growing up that everyone has to face somehow or rather. Embarking on a new phase of life, having to stand on your own feet. But I'm rather glad that my elder sisters are up there, I could lean on them anytime. I'm gonna miss my parents' cooking and nagging, siblings quarrels, friends who're staying in Jb and Convent. Apart from that, I'm really gonna miss this kid.




Firefly-ing off at 8.30am tommorow. Baiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii