No choice = Life

I still remember that day, when all of us were discussing if we should or not to go back to Malaysia during this year's Chinese New Year. And so, the decision was made, and ta-da, 600+€ flew away...

From that day onwards, I was anticipating for 14th February to arrive. Though in between my parents were here in France to visit me, yet the non-stop examinations that I had made me miss lots of precious moments with them, and I sent them off regretfully...

So, my life carried on with more examinations, more challenges, more hardcore, and I was so busy that I couldn't spend more time skyping with them, and each time I said goodbye to them in Skype, I sensed the regrets and sadness in the eyes of my parents...

And finally, it was the week... I still have my physics practical writing and hands-on test, but that week, I was so excited. Shopping for groceries was always the last thing that I would like to do, but for the sake of my family, I didn't mind spending much money and carrying about 7kg of stuffs from Carrefour to my residence.

And yes, that day arrived. More than 20 hours of traveling time wasn't at all a problem for me, as I know I will be in the arms of my dad, my mum and my brother very soon. And there they were, standing impatiently at the arrival hall of Penang International Airport. 

Home sweet home. That feeling was indescribable. I was welcomed home by a well-cleaned bedroom, 7 new dresses for the festival, plenty of home cooked food and cookies. Everything was so familiar, my room, my bed, the linens, everything... 

And of course, I tried my best to stay as much time as possible to be with my family, from shopping, eating till watching movies together, and not to forget our traditional 'mum&daughter's activity'...

Yet, today, at this moment, I am in my cosy bed, writing this, too afraid to sleep as sleeping is a waste of time now... Time flies, too fast that I just have 1 more day to be with my beloved family, and after that life just has to remain as before, which means to live without the accompaniment of my family,to live alone in my small residence, to cook and to settle things myself etc. Maybe I am the kind of person who is too dependant, well, definitely is, as my tears are rolling down now...

I thank God for everything. I know very well that I am lucky enough to have the chance to come back home and celebrate Chinese New Year with my family. May God blesses them with health, safety and happiness. 

Time flies... 

Now, I realise...