well, i remember being home for six month before persuing my studies here in UiTM Puncak Alam, wake up every morning when you're there to wake me up and at least i need 5 different alarm tone to wake me up at hour 0630. Home, went jogging and remember on the first day so, i was too exhausted like super exhausted and called you for you to come and pick me up. haha. it was funny btw.
*told u not to tell papa.
i dreamed a dream here.
the dream was in black and white with surround sound voices as clear as thunder, as if i am with you at that particular time. it comes naturally.
its sad, its touching, its warmth thee can feel through the writing itself.
how i feel is super cool, like i'd never had before.
therefore, i called my mom.
"mama, i dreamed a dream last night, it was us"
"and i wanna go home. i miss u and dad and all of us"
its common, its the first time being apart from loved ones far away from Kelantan, though i have done 5 years of boarding school, but then, it was in Kelantan it self. dont tell me. ☺
“In family life, love is the oil that eases friction, the cement that binds us closer together, and the music that brings us harmony.”
i love you mama.