Home and its definitions

What is possibly wrong with my head? It was staking pain like hell that I almost shed down in tears and faint. That was the most painful few minutes in my life ever! My head nearly explode and all of sudden a list of differential diagnoses for headache ran across my mind (tgh sakit nak mati pon still nak fikir2 lg!). I think my intracranial pressure was rocketing high and lost its sense of adapting the changing of atmosphere as the 'flying school bus' was approaching the ground.

My flying school bus landed sooner that ETA (estimation time of arrival), but we were stuck on the cabin for minutes due to the heavy rain and lack of red umbrellas to facilitate us to the terminal. Hmm… you get what you pay for. The newly renovated airport is better, if I were to compare it, it is better than Pudu Raya. At least it doesn't look like a cargo container.

My first contentment was to catch him outside the arrival gate. Aww… Edward~

My second contentment was to get the finest Italian dinner of the World's best green fettucine carbonara at Uno's Pizza. I can never thank Jason enough for introducing me to this heavenly diner. Yea, it's better than the Italiannies, told ya it's the world's best carbonara!

Sipping hot and freshly brewed latte by the window in a rainy day was a mellow, but doing that with someone you love is an additional perfection of a melodious rhythm. Until the phone rang. The screen showed 'Mama' and a photo of mom. I answered the phone and it was indeed a screeching voice of Wawa,

"ude dekat mane?! Cepat la balik!!! Kita nak pegi rumah mak",

I was quizzical for a second, how does my home coming and going to my grandma's house are related? Why must I hurry back home when my sister is going to my grandma's house?!

"pegi la, so?"

"mama suruh Ude ikut pegi rumah mak, ade Tok Nah, besok dia dah nak balik Singapore", O – a big O. Yeah, coming!

(read blog entry – Mak's house)

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I love riding in the car with my parents. They always have something to chat about. I update myself with our family latest issues by eavesdropping. They used to get mad when we cut in their conversations by asking questions about the subject matter, means we were caught eavesdropping and it's rude. Last evening, they were talking about some fairly adult stuff (a family matter), and I interrupted. No, they didn't get mad, surprisingly! Instead, mama answered my question and in a second, I joined in the chat.

It was 3 days to my 23^rd birthday, and I feel accepted as an adult already
*smile*

Hot showers and air conditioned room are a part of the definition for home. Albeit, 'my room' has been eliminated from the definition since I no longer reside there. My bedroom has turned into an ANTM-like closet, therefore I sleep with my sister or either alone in the guestroom.