I think it has finally hit. I miss Malaysia. I miss my mother, I miss my friends, I miss my church, I miss home, I miss familiarity.

But don't get me wrong, I still kinda like being here in Melbourne.

I miss home, though. I think I needed to take time away from Malaysia to truly appreciate it. If I thought I knew what homesickness was, I obviously had no clue. Right now I am hit with a serious intense case, so much so I kinda cried (actually did, not kinda).



All my close friends and family know that I'm not much of a home person and whenever any opportunity rise for me to go away, I would, but I think all I need way a break. I suppose I was in a relationship with Malaysia and all of it and I was just bored and need a refreshment. Never has distance makes the heart grow fonder been so true.

I think among all things I miss my mom most. My teenage self would roll her eyes at that, but honestly I now understand the importance of my mom and her never ending love for me and everyone around her. I spoke to her on the phone earlier with tons of tears streaming down my face saying I miss her and with her few sentences of comfort, I felt so much better. Only my mom can do that. Her words are reliable, her love is without intention. Who, on the earth, can have such pure love besides God? Mothers.



Second on the list for things miss: friends. I miss my three lovely girlfriends of a decade and I miss my church friends of years. I miss you all. I miss mamak sessions and movies, I miss shouting and being crazy in the car, I miss taking a million silly selfies, I miss conversations.

Third in the bucket, I miss my home/house. I miss the idea of home. I miss warmth home-cooked food with family and I miss watching television with family after that dinner. I miss the annoying vacuum noises that woke me up and I miss being bugged to walk the dog. Speaking of which, I miss my dog Lucky. I miss the warmth of my home, both in physical temperature and abstract heart-love wise..if you get what I mean.

Dude, and can you believe it, I actually miss high school.

Yeah, I miss Malaysia. I admit it. I'll be going home for break some time this year or beginning of next. I will, I will. I miss home.

AngelKein

It's Sunday, almost Monday and I feel utterly useless. I've not done anything productive and frankly I don't think I want to, I'm still in the weekend-snooze-mode. I had a little "shoot" at home yesterday but the pictures didn't really turn out the way I've planned in my head which means editing that I refuse to do right now. I get wildly agitated when I don't get things right, especially with art and photography.















"Your first 10,000 photographs are you worst" - Henri Cartier-Bresson
Can't wait to reach my 10,001th picture then.
Love, AngelKein.


ps: have a great week ahead!

  I was bored one night and I couldn't sleep because of over napping 3 hours more than I've planned. Suddenly an idea pop-ed up, "Why not take some pictures?"