Back Again

Yay! I'm back once again. Still having my school holidays now. Recently, my family and I went to Malaysia for a well-deserved break. We went to two states. Melaka and Negri Sembilan. I don't show it but I secretly LOVE going back to Malaysia to visit relatives. Why? Because my relatives are there. My mum was born in Melaka. My grandparents were from Malaysia. Well, an exception would be my paternal grandmum whose ancestry hails from Indonesia. I really like the idea of coming from various places and converging on one area I call home now. That's because there's a possibility of calling other places you love your second or third home. Or maybe a change of home ;) 
This time unlike all other times we went back to Malaysia, was thoroughly enjoyable. It was, for once, relaxing. You could call it some sort of backpacking trip. Mostly because we did most of the travelling by train. I'm going to miss KTM and Tanjong Pagar Station. Many a times we would travel by train back to Malaysia. I will always look forward to every trip. The same economy class tickets, seats, but different hours of travelling time. I look forward to travelling in the morning or afternoon. That's because we get to see the beautiful scenery that Malaysia has been blessed with. There's probably so much more sceneries in other parts of Malaysia but the little I see travelling by train is already amazing. Alhamdullilah. 


There's much to be said about my homecoming to Malaysia. Hehehe, my parents have plans about that. My father specifically which is strange because he wasn't born in Malaysia. Then again, the country has its charms that overlooks some of its flaws. Until I have fully explored peninsula Malaysia will I then venture into Sabah and Sarawak. Only if I can convince my parents that I am an adult and fully capable of taking care of myself. 
Which I worry because according to them, I'm never an adult till I get married. Which I must say, is not bloody fair. Turning 20 means nothing to them. My personal pledge prevents me from getting married at their definition of 'early' age. Plus, I'm not the kind who eagerly and yearns to get married. No. Let me do my own things. And when I'm ready, I'll tell my parents. Not sure they've understood that about me. 
Oh dear, digression infects me every single time. 

Continue I will tomorrow...Insya-Allah with positive things worth reading this time :)

~Salam~