Tired weekend

More of the BEST WEEKEND EVER. A week before my birthday on the 21th August, my boyfriend decided to celebrate during the weekend since that date is in Wednesday. Last day which is Saturday, we took our breakfast at restaurant called Cili Merah. And he asked me where do I wanna go. The first thing came through my head was bird. Funny really as he searched on the web about bird park and he found the biggest bird park in the world called KL Bird Park. We went there and it was breathtaking. I had so much fun and our relationship grow stronger as that was the most fun date we ever went to.

It was worth a trip. After the trip, we went to KLCC and had lunch there, watched a movie called The Purge. A very psycho film. Well every trip doesn't always came out perfectly right? Well we drove there. To KL. With my car. Me as a co-pilot. He's the driver. A disaster.

Quick tips for you out there, DO NOT DRIVE TO KUALA LUMPUR. Please take the fastest and the easiest way : WALKING. No kidding. You can ride the monorail and KTM. Much cheaper and safer. We google map the location and it took 3 hour trip instead of 30 minutes. Which reflected me as a bad co-pilot. On the way back? On the way to KLCC? Jammed, lost, u-turn we faced. I can't handle the situation so all the way home, I was in the badmood. Really badmood.

The next day we brunch at Carefour next to Subang Parade. The best food court I've ever went to and still become my favorite spot. The claypot and Nasi Ayam and also the westerns are delicious! After that we went to the Museum at Shah Alam. Boring. 60% fun. Because I dont think the artifacts and things in the museum are true. Hahahaha. Bad me. But its interesting to know my town's history.

Next trip? To Zoo Negara at Ampang! And we learnt our lesson. WALK.

Home

What is best describe as 'home' ? People say that if we've met the person that we love, we'll say, being around them feels like home. Definition of Home is a place where we feel safe or secured. A place we find peaceful to rest at. A place where we call Our Home. Well, this isn't home.

Sometimes, my so-called "home" is actually a prison. Normal though every teenagers went through this. Even my mom sick of home and got married when she's 18 y/o. There, she gave 6 beautiful daughters. But I can see in her eyes, her third daughter is different. A rebellious one. I can't deny the fact that I'm a rebel daughter. I am infact and I admit to them. My logic controls my desire and it leads to waiting for the Great Escape. But when?

Haaaa Million Dollar Question! Well, I still remember the promises I gave to someone when I was 17 y/o. It's to travel to Rome and visiting the places I most passion about. The reason why is to have a long meditation. Not just 15-30 mins I used to do all day. Yknow, have a get-a-way. But things change, cause my life have more ups and downs.

I'll answer my question! When I'm 27 y/o. Well for starter now I'm studying for Diploma in Insurance for 3 years and will continue studying for Degree for 3 years also, without hesitating, I'll continue studying for Master level for a year and a half to pursue a better job for a better pay cheque. At that time maybe I'm 26 y/o so for a year I'll work harder and get my financial stabilized. Then....

Nope. No vacation. I'll stay at my Home. The home I feel free living in. Like my room now. I feel so calm and lonely. That's the kind of situation I love the most. Calm and Quiet. But yeah as a student, I won't get that easily. Just determination and positive attitudes I must absorb. From this moment on, It didn't work out pretty well.

I'll have to wait 9 years more to succeed in my new dream. To get my own Home,