enough is enough

sometimes, i dont understand the meaning of family anymore. no offense. it makes me happy when i met my family back at home, especially my siblings. but the mood will then spoiled by someone else. seriously, i dont find that going back home is one of the best thing happen for a student like me who stays far away from my family, due to my education. unlike my friends, they will like pack their stuff 2 or 3 days before going back, blabbering about what they will ask mom to cook and coming back here, bring some home-made dishes by their mom. well, i dont feel like that at all and doesnt hope for that as well.

at home, there will be a very long lecture in the morning, which already spoil the mood, and for almost like everyday, we went eating outside. if thats the case, it doesnt make any differences. then, continued being scolded for i-dont-know-where-it-went-wrong mistake, the cold look to me, not talking to me and etc. like this morning, we went to sent my brother at jalan duta. eat braekfast there, short chit-chat, he went into the bus, waving goodbye and you know what..all was having so much fun, with all the encouragement and stuff, bla bla bla..then, my dad sent me straight to kl sentral. i 'salam' someone and there it started again. the silent treat , with the cold look, not looking at me (eyes on the newspaper),seriously it annoys me. very much. i just had enough of it.

i dont find that being at home is a happy moment