The word that explains it all :Miskh:

I think about it, just about every time someone asks me,
"Why you stop blogging?"
+_+ dude I really have no answer.
The last attempt apparently came to naught.

I'm here anyways, telling a story from a little city called Miri City.
With no great internet connection, I gots no photos.
Haven't been taking them anyway.
Miskh...
Whats miskh?
Oh, you put you teeth together, and blow while putting the back of your tongue
agaisnt your teeth. Try it now.
Miskh, yes, you should get a semi gurgly sound.
Miskh is my new situation, probably my new god if it comes to that.

I'm home, I'm sleepy and I'm hungry...
Just sent Ke An home this morning, sigh... great to have her around,
starting to miss her so much already.
And no I'm not saying it just to make you happy,
I really do.
Didn't get much sleep in the day though, couldn't anyways.
It gets me sometimes, that I can't sleep, staring at that blank white ceiling.
Trying my best not to succumb to emoness.
But sometimes, its just gets the better of you.
I came back, canceled movie with my Cuz, coming home to eat and sleep.
My sis was cooking for me dad, yeah, lots of food there.
But when I ask, "Is there any food for me"
I get, "Hah?!?"
Ok! I get the idea...
"I thought you go out eat leh, didn't cook for you ohh"
*Big plate there...* ...
I'm hungry dammit... its okay, put it aside learn from those monks.
Live long life. Triple L.
Oh there's black bean soup... I can have that later.
Went upstairs went to sleep.
Woke up irritated came down.
Plate of food, gone.
3 da bao boxes, empty.
There's a box of white rice and chicken rice.
Ate the chicken rice.... water's got more taste, water from M'sia anyway.
Called my sis, "Did you buy the chicken rice?"
"No, who bought it?"
"Don't know I'm eating it it sucks its tasteless"
"Then why you ask me leh??..."
*Ignores the temperament*
"Its okay, there's still black bean soup I can have that"
Ok get this...
What she said after that probably made my blood boil and eyes bleed.
"Hah?? But that soup is for Indiana(younger brother) he say he wanted to go bistro to eat but I told him there's soup at home he can have then if you eat whats he gonna eat??? Just now I asked the maid to make a burger for you but you went to sleep so long, call you no answer ask her go knock on your door... haiyah"
Fucking... BurgeR?
And that bowl of black bean soup could feed my family... Christ...
So I ended up with a cold hard burger...
Just one man... I haven't eaten since breakfast.
And now I'm here, I'm hungry and I'm about to make my brother
make me something cause I really don't wanna get outta this room.

But enough of that O.o


Whats more interesting is what I'll be doing next year.
Best part : I haven't even told my dad.
I hate that. I hate that feeling.
I hate always having to do something simply to please someone else.
I love independence.
Now I'm stuck with making sure he's "happy" with my decision,
and figuring out how to do it.
Or rather, what to do if he's not satisfied with it.
Then what'll become of me? zzz...
Ghiz out, for now... really really sleepy. Harsh day.