The Beauty Of Home Vs The Evil Of Temptation

If I could summarise my life in one word now,
it would be: Paradoxical.

I am happy yet miserable,
I am suffering yet blissful,
I am impatient yet waiting,
I am desperate yet reluctant.


I spent last night drifting in and out of sleep together with the raindrops beating against my window.
I can never understand how one can survive in school for 14 days straight, and worse; alone.
Sis calls me a retard for coming home for a mere 15 (?) hours, but I call it redemption.

Almost feels like I was shifting out of Hall already when I left,
with two big bags and a bittersweet goodbye.
I wonder how it'd really feel when I do leave.
And I wonder how I'm gonna survive with trainings twice/thrice weekly in school.


ANYHOWSS, before I hit 30th April 1900 hours, Computing is imminent.
Cannot! Wait! To! Strike! It! Off! My! List! Haha!
God and favourite luckiest Robotman, please take me through it.


PS: Dinner today was Adam Road Nasi Lemak + Ice Kachang + Papaya Milk + Strawberries. Not forgetting I drank half of Daddy's mutton soup. I feel a fat face.