Monday, 28 December 2015

Sweet Escape

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمنِ الرَّحِيمِ

Assalamualaikum peeps!

It's been a month since I last wrote on my blog. Apologising won't be enough. Truth is, I am so lazy to write down all the thoughts and babbles in my mind. These days I just sat down alone and ponder really hard about those random thoughts.

So I am to sit for my final examination in few days. I AM FINISHING MY FOURTH SEMESTER, PEOPLE! How time really flies. I feel like it was only last month I wrote about how my third semester went and now, I am about to babble about the end of my fourth semester.

The very next semester I will be choosing my major/concentration subjects! I am doing Bachelor of English (Hons) currently, so I have few options; Journalism, Public Relation, Creative Writing, Literature and TESOL. Lately, I am so interested to pursue creative writing but the lecturers are advising us to take TESOL as it has more job scopes. 

Anyway, put that aside. The real reason I'm writing is ..... (refer to the title above). How do you guys escape from things? I have always dreamed of relaxing by the pretty blue beach, under the shade of tall coconut tree, accompanied by mountain of tropical fruits and scrumptious foods. *wipe drools. Well, that's my dream. Initially. If not a beach or an island, I just want to be in some foreign places, quiet and peaceful, enjoying some me times. Haduh hah gittew. Berangan taknak kalah uols.

After five years of living in boarding school and now another four years in University, I appreciate the companionship given by my family. I started to see that no place can hold me calm and grant me happiness but home. No matter how exhausted I am, my heart will always rejoice at the sight of my parents and my family. I think that they are better option for sweet and short escape. Plus, they are free! Hahaha. 

Well, when you are home, you pay nothing to eat finger licking good foods and excellent companionship. Your siblings might annoy you, but that's why they are created. Hahaha. To annoy you. But seriously mannnnnn, there's no place as good as home. To wake up for your mother's endless lectures, your siblings' fights, that's definitely the best.

And as I grow up more, read more, I realise that the best thing to do is to always appreciate your life. Looking back, I notice how lucky I am to have a family. Not that we are rich or anything, but the fact that I have someone to love me with no condition comforts me in so many ways. For such beautiful gift, I thank Allah everyday. Home will always be the best place for short escape. :)

Till then.
Be good, do good. XOXO