Home is where the heart is

I miss waking up in my room in SB

I miss having breakfast with my dad and saying goodbye to him b4 he goes to work

I miss my little grey Kelisa

I miss not having to think about when I have to catch my next bus or train to work

I miss arguing with my mom over the most randomnest things

I miss my little squarrels with my sis

I miss lepaking at Hartamas and having the bestest mi rebus ever

I miss our family gatherings usually at PJ and how we always come up with any excuse for a makan2

I miss our friends gathering and catching up with the latest gossip over coffee/dinner

I miss the mamak stalls and having tose & teh tarik

I miss having brunch at FAM to have mi kari

I miss my kickboxing classes at Hartamas

I miss my chats with Kak nor

I miss being with the family especially since Nuqman arrived

I miss watching Korean/Japanese dramas on TV3

I miss going to Rahman Putra and going to the gym

Followed by a snack afterwards usually soya bean cincau and rojak buah :)

I miss not having to think about whether I should bring a jacket or an umbrella to go out

Home is definitely where the heart is.....................