mundane matters.

round up, mean streaks. i hate traditional farewell and goodbyes. counting down the days? you can say so. not an avid fan for sure. the zest and garrulous friendliness causes air of mischievous, fun-loving scatterbrain. this is where i mute into oblivion.
what i can conclude : (i) in not more than 5days, i would be back to Malacca. (ii) leaving behind beloved home and mother (siblings too) and streamyx and astro. (iii) semester breaks ended, pleasure pressure begins. assignments, check. tests, check. college duties, check. co-curricular, check. lack of sleep, check. nescafe, check. pimples and acnes, CHECK and CHECK! (iv) but after a year of commute and bonding, chemistry works it's magic! on the other sunny side, friends, check. girlfriends, check. classmates, check. teammates, check. then again, i guess theres always the balance thingy isnt it?
what im fired about : (i) tauhu baha bakar! (ii) fasting seasons. (iii) KARISMA. (iv) new faces, new gossips. (v) last but not very least, femme friends gathering.
intrinsically cosy. nonplussed. its like a familiar aisle on the market. new semester, same old resolution added with extra hardwork and a little more focus. ive always hated options. (or so i think) mother, i will NOT let you down.