My mom practically say to me boldly that,
"Aren't you happy now.? You're finally getting away from home.? With no one else to control you anymore.?"I didn't answer her. It's not necessary. As always, its a rant. Not exactly a question that require an answer. Even if it's not. It's still useless. She's dear mom. She's the one who's calling the odds and ends. And that's exactly what I told her. Hmmm....
Honestly.? Yes, I'm glad. But not to the extent that I'm thrilled whatsoever. I'm not some naive underage girls who's dying to crawl out under the protection or control of their parent's five pointy fingers.
In fact, I'm damn sure that I'll be home sick very soon. I guess, this is what you call normal feedback.
It's commonly said that, its not what back at home that makes your heart stay while your body is thousand miles away. It's who that's back there that makes your heart ache.
Absence makes the heart grows fonder.? Well, for some it could damn well be. For some, absence just speed things up. For better or worse.
I'm still feeling damn blessed. =))