Back here again.

It was load of fun being back but it was not enough. 

Thanks to everyone making my short short short holiday a very good one.

Thanks to Mummy for cooking ossum-possum food, bringing me places to eat. Mummy played a big role for  weight gain every time I am back home.

Thanks to Daddy for bringing me here and there for experience sake, though you fell asleep in the middle of one event but thank you still.

Thanks to my big sister for spending money on me and tolerating my bossy attitude. What to do? I learnt from the best.

Thanks to my second sister for lending me all the things and also for spending money on me. Boy, it is good to have someone older than you just because money rains on you it seems. 

Thanks to my little brother for being my brother. lol. 

Thanks to my good friends for being very helpful during my stay in a place far from home. Hope to see you guys once again. 

Now I am no longer in a 10 feet deep pool. I am merely floating around and still learning to swim to survive. 

and like Dad said, 2 more years.. JUST 2 FREAKING MORE YEARS. ok ok he din say freaking..

I am in a 10ft deep pool.

The one particular thing about living in India aside from the spicy food in which even after 3 hours, your stomach is still burning and starting to make rumbling noises and you will get that sensation of... ehm..tmi..tmi..sorry.

Okay that one particular thing is the honking. Back in home, when somebody honks you, it is like OMG WHAT HAVE I DONE? but here it is like, meh, honk as you please. this road is mine.

It's not that people really mind the honking. Even a bicycle, if they can honk, they will honk you. And their honks are not the normal within average sounding honks, they are wholly different, out of this world kind of honks. I was wondering before, whether they change their normal pitched honks to a new one and my theory was approved not long after that. The honks are always high pitched as if jabbing your ear drums with a fork or a pin every now and then.

It is annoying especially when you are only a puny human walking beside a road and then suddenly an in coming over decorated huge bus so full of people and you are on its way. The bus looked as if it will run over you however it manages to steer away at the last minute but the bus will honk as it sees you 100m away although it is clear you can see that the bus is coming .Or the driver weirdly decides to honk you, the last possible minute and you will jump, heart racing, covering your ear as well, as you are taken by surprise and wondering what have you done to this mighty thing to deserve this. Of course, cursing has no longer done anything good, for you have been desensitized after 3 years living here. The most you can do is distorting your face showing your disapproval but who cares anyway?

I mean, as a peace loving girl, I yearn for a tranquil, quiet and calm area to relax and contemplate the meaning of life but the chance is rare. You might get it at 3am in the morning but somehow the dogs decided to do a friendly meeting and have a barking orchestra. All the neighborhood dogs seem to enjoy that. It's their happy time I supposed.

But anyway,

I am going back to the place where honking people randomly will get you a middle finger if you do it without any reason. HORAY.

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People use social media to interact but I use it as a form of an escape. How can you not when there are so many awesome things on the net?

 Like this..

and this..

and this..

Anyway, how was your day? Done anything good? Eat something nice?

Meh.

I need to sleep.

eh..blogger can upload gifs. coolcoolcool

boats and moats and waterfalls.

In conjunction with an upcoming exam in a few more days and tonnes of things to be remembered, here's a song to lighten up the mood.

yohoho

It was Dad's 51st birthday day before yesterday. Oh I do miss him a lot. In fact I miss the whole crew back home. It's funny how when you are here, things moved so much slower than it should but at the end of the day, you were surprised at how late the time was and you realised that you need your sleep.

One month.

of course, here is the picture of two youngsters armed with the latest technology and a red hat that sings I have confidence by Julie Andrews

A good Sunday.

This reminds me of the days when I was not in the boarding school. When my dad sent us off early in the morning. You know how sleepy all of us were but instead of  rocking off to Bohemian Rhapsody, he made us read the Tafseer Quran.. Yeah I know it is quite the opposite to what this family is doing. Hehehehe.. and most of the time we will look for the shortest ayaat available. He even made my neighbour to read them also.Poor guy but my dad is just being my dad. None shall be excluded in doing his daily routine with his girls. but that was what sweet about this. About Dad/Mum that make the journey to school so memorable. About having that  unforgettable piece of memory while doing something very ordinary.

But none the less, this kind of session, singing our heart out is still in commence I believe, when we have small trips whenever I get back and have nothing much to do in the car, usually we'll sing nursery rhymes or in the case of my brother who seems to be knowing current songs, we will be singing along to that too. My sisters and I pretty much knew most of the nursery rhymes because we had this cassette with girls singing the nursery rhymes and playing it again and again until the we memorized the words...Ooohhh I miss home..

You know,

what I think when I read about this?

http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/in-schools-politics-rears-a-sinister-comic-appearance

NORTH KOREA!

but seriously though, if no internet connection or any other sources people can gather their information, community will believe word by word whatever being fed to them by those in power. Like North Koreans, obviously. 

tapi still, kelakaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!