Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Home Sweet Home

I just came back from KL.
Knowing that my classes gonna start very soon.
I was always hoping for my classes to start due to some reasons.
Somehow when I was lying and looking at the ceiling in my room, the feeling of going back to Penang to study had changed.
I wished to stay in Malacca longer.
I wished I could delayed the school reopens.
I wished to spend longer time with my family.
I felt all this while I have been neglected my family.

Holidays...
Yea, but how often you seen me staying at home???
Traveling up and down, friends, lepak-ing at shopping malls, online surfing, etc...

How often I speak to my grandpa, grandma and mami when I am at home?


My grandpa

I used to remember he carries me when I was small.
I used to remember he brings me to chinese grave yard (Bukit Cina) and he is the photographer to take my portrait photos. (Don't ask me why. LOL-ed. I have been laughing like hell when I see the pictures.)
I used to remember he brings me to eat ais kacang at Bunga Raya.
I used to remember when I was 15 years old, he bought a guy's pants for me and said, "Ah Tze, Nah... Wear this pants... Don't walk in the house with only panty anymore." (~*Blush*~)
I used to remember he put me and my sister on his bicycle and he pulled us along the journey.
I used to remember he brings me out to take public bus.


My grandma

I used to remember she can cook the best curry chicken ever.
I used to remember she can make the best pineaple cookies and kuih bangkit.
I used to remember she can make the best "bak chang".
I used to remember she loves her flowers planting.
I used to remember she send me and my sister to school at the age of 7 till teh age of 17!
I used to remember her driving skills are good. (She avoids holes on the street pretty well.)


My mami

I used to remember she loves having out with we sisters.
I used to remember she is sucks in singing. (LOL. Sorry mom... :P)
I used to remember she is bad in driving. (She is very gan jiong when driving.)
I used to remember she loves arts.
I used to remember she is very sam pat.


Things are sweet when we are small aren't we?

I may not come from the rich family but I am filled with the love of family.
But somehow things like this makes me take for granted.
I think I have neglected them.


When I came back to Malacca, I don't even know when did grandpa start to walk with a handle???
When I came back to Malacca, I don't even know grandma is not energetic and seldom drives already!
When I came back to Malacca, I don't even know my mami's hobby is going to the cinema to watch movies!


I apologize...
I'm sorry...


Home is always the root of happiness for me.
I shall treasure it... I shall love it...
Till the day I rest in peace.

2 comments:

Ahmike said...

Family is the best for us. Right?

candicechong said...

[ahmike] yeah~!! absolutely... ;)