In December last year, my brother, sister and her friend came and stayed a night with me.
They are back again, but this time without my sister's friend.
It feels weird to have people staying over here, at a place I call my own. That doesn't mean I don't welcome them. I enjoy the company, I really do. But since I've been living out on my own, I've come to develop some habits. I wouldn't call my habits weird, but I know it annoys others sometimes. My housemates would be the best people to judge.
I felt homesick when I moved out in the begining and couldn't wait to go back KL during my off days. But nowadays when I'm back there, I feel abit alienated. Everything isn't familiar to me anymore. My used-to-be-cupboard has only one quarter of my belongings, my table is occupied with books and writing materials which is not mine, and even my bed is used as a place to leave unwanted items.
I guess I'm getting a little too comfortable living on my own. I sometimes wonder if I'll be able to move back to KL and live in the home that I used to have.
After all....
My place....My rules....
So are you gonna continue working or not? you gonna move out with me or not?? how how???
ReplyDeleteEveryday also ask me same question...
ReplyDeleteEveryday also I tell u same answer... "I Duno!"