Some random thoughts.

I miss the home I use to have. A home where there is mother and father and brother. I'm kinda regret now, for not treasuring that home.Although we live under the same roof top, but we rarely spoke to each other to the extend that we can don't see or speak to each others for a few days. I don't know since when we've become like this. It's a home without any warmth and full of unhappiness and it was so quiet. But somehow I miss all of them now. At least at that point of time we are still together, living together, sharing same television same toilet same kitchen...When we're tired of the outside world, we head to the same place to rest which is our home. When i was young i use to go to my parent's room and lie on the bed watch tv with Dad almost every night. I share everything with him and often accompany him to the coffee shop to drink coffee.I will always order my favourite chicken wing. And that's enough to make me feel so happy for a long time. Perhaps, when we were young, we can be contented with every little thing around us. Now, me and dad drift alot and both of us changed alot. Maybe it's because I've grown up already and became more and more rebellious. Recently, I sort of envy those peoples out there who have their home sweet home. Whereas us still moving from house to house without a permanent shelter. Okay, enough for those sad stuff! HAHA, look at the brighter side, I'm gonna have a new home in 2-3 years time! YAY! I'm gonna have my own room finally. I am looking forward for that day to come! :)