Tuesday, 20 August 2013

Happy Birthday to Me!

Home, everyone has got their own definition on it. Some like to stick to home, some just can't leave their home, some like me, just can't control but tends to leave the home as far as I can.

Family, everyone also has got their values at home, depends on how you want it to be.

I have been making an escape from home again this time. For an unknown reason.

Even I am far from home, seldom get in touch with everyone in the family, but I always know that nor matter what happened, I have got my backup at home, deep to the very end. That is how my family especially my parents did.

Dad is always supporting for us to grow up. Know what we doing is correct, letting us to go even the journey is an unknown. From the first time I left home for working, to continue my study in the university, to enter PLKN but come out after a week, to go for an exchange in Thailand, and far before that, to let me chose whether to jump class during my primary three. Although that time I am really too young to make any decision for my future, that is what I learn, to be responsible, to the decision I have made, and get the best from it.

I always argued with mum, against of what she asked me to do. Always feel uneasy to face her alone. Deep in the heart, I knew sometimes she really care of us, but don't know the correct way. I am also, always hurt everyone in the family when I am talking without thinking.

Exactly I am here for two weeks, doing nothing but reading, online, facebook, chatting, sleeping, eating. For me, life needs to be escape when you really in the stress and failed to come out from it. A rest is way better than you trying to tolerate with all but live with unhappiness. Everyone will feel the same too. So don't spread your negative strength to people.

I know I am being selfish. But I also know they know me, simply because we are family. The one, always ready to backup when never how far I have gone, what I have done, how big I am already.

 
And because of the journey I have undergone, then only I start to learn how to appreciate it, maybe still on the path of slowly adapting it. Sorry for not being a good girl.

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