Just called home and had a conversation with my mother.
My brother and my father are at home. All are home except me. I am stuck here in Senadin. Damn you assignments and FYP.
I miss home, so much, right now.
The feeling of missing home is the worst when you are all alone inside your house, typing assignments while staring blankly at the laptop in front of you. I feel lonely. I have no one to talk to at night. I know, I usually am alone in my room during study time, but this, my housemates all have left and I am all alone here. Looking at Instagram pictures of hometown food makes me miss home even more. Screw social media I know, but still, even without all those pictures, I still miss my mom's cooking.
I miss getting fat at home. I miss driving my mom out for shopping. I miss the little kids inside my home. I miss hanging out with friends. I miss shopping with friends. I miss the eating marathon in Kuching, because food is so much cheaper back home! The price of the food in Kuching is only a fraction of the price of the food in Miri. Sigh. Miri's claypot chicken rice costs RM7, and it is so little?? Kuching's one of the best claypot chicken rice (Thompson Corner ah) costs RM6, and the portion is so much bigger and tastier. Look, I am not belittling Miri here, but I am just missing the taste of food at hometown. Some may prefer the taste of food in Miri. But I prefer the ones in Kuching.
I am so going to ask my housemates to tapao sio bee for me :P at least I get a taste of home. Sigh. It is like KL people missing their mamak food, and Ipoh people missing their nga choi kai.
Okay resume typing assignments. Bye blog.
