late

back from malaysia since saturday.
really do not have the feeling for school, for anything,
just wanna sit back, relax and watch many many shows.
its never boring for me to do that.
may this term be better and i hope the projects don't give me a headache

malaysia was good. the haze wasn't as bad.
but the weather is mad and i think i have sensitive skin because
it keeps peeling. glad its okay now.
have not work out that two weeks and all i did was to eat and enjoy.
i enjoyed my stay, as always. because i could always forget
anything school-related when i'm there.
just surrounded by kids, food, and the kampung feel, its the simple things
that makes me feel contented.
but there were some conflicts between my mum and aunts...
and i seriously think my eldest aunt has to keep her mouth shut and stop
twisting the facts. but it was really funny that my dearest nephew is daring,
and really good at talking, talked back to her.

i missed out on father's day though. i bet my dad does not even know when.
but still, here's a very late happy father's day.
as compared to my cousin's dad, my dad is definitely better,
although we know he has his bad habits, but he does not get drunk
and abuse us. my mum always said that my dad would be very rich if he kicked
this habit. and if he had the money, he's willing to give.
considering the fact that he spoiled me when i was young, he is a good father.
although always busy with work, he does ask about us.
and i know he must have been disappointed when i decided not to go JC.
however, this is my own future.
as both of us grow older, our relationship grew apart.
but i know he still loves me better than my second sister, which i quite pity her for.
my dad really love kids.
he always persuade me to study harder, to do well, and to spend less time online,
he wants me to go to a local university.
i remembered when i was in lower sec, during the time we all had the "rebellion stage",
i learned bad things, and i lied. i blamed it on someone else. i told my mum someone
bullied me in school, when my dad learnt about it, he was furious,
and he asked my mum who was it and wanted to go to school.
of course he did not, my mum stopped him.
my dad is 54 y/o now, which he totally do not look like.
he still has to work for quite long before retiring.
i really hope he kicks that bad habit, even my uncle persuaded him before he passed.
i'm in no position to tell him that now but i hope he will come to see it one day.
he will not see this but i feel better typing out about it.
thank buddha for a dad  that tries to care even though he has to work two jobs.