Break time

There is a big problem.. Its after SAM, which means now I have ntg to do.. Just rot.. Finally came back to Ipoh. Home sweet home you see. Smile as I listen to 'Home' by Chris Daughtry while driving back. As said, you are the queen of your own hive but guest at the other.. This is so true. No matter how well my aunties treats me, how caring they are, it is still different. But also because of them, I dont need to worry much bout my needs and most importantly food- throughout the year. I am so blessed to have them.

First night back at home, the best place was my bed..Missed it so much.. Then its like TV Marathon.. Unfortunately got ban from it.. The worst thing is my sis was the one.. Haiz.. Just coz of her. But I understand, she need to focus when she plays the violin and its a very important thing for her-a performance next month. So I gave in. While she plays, I read instead.. Its crazy actually, driving around. Rather tiring.. Haha..Then another huge problem is I have to go around looking for jobs and Ipoh is definitely not an ideal place.. Less vacancies, pay less but work more.. So I still cant decide.. As dad is not around so cant ask him.. So the only thing I can do now is just surveying and enjoy my holidays.. Got so many things to do actually..

Gota meet up with my high school friends. Do you say they are your high school friends or your secondary school friends? Once my cousin brother asked me this question. He said, if you say they are your secondary friends this means that you already put your college friends as primary to you. And for me its a no. True, I met alot of really nice people this year. They are the people who I can share my joy and problems with.. I would say we are very close. But this does not mean I had forgotten my friends in Ipoh. For me, they are still friends for life. I cherished every moment we had. They made my high school life interesting. All of my friends are priceless to me. Each of them had made an impact and I will surely not forget anyone. There is a story behind everyone of them, no matter it's sweet or bitter. Just like chocolates. Black chocolates are bitter but they taste good too. In the end of the day, I might not remember what they said to me but I will always remember the story, the happy moments we were together. No matter you are my high school friends or my college friends, there are no difference. This is because, we are just 'friends' - One word.