So it has been long, almost 2 years. But I couldn't bear to part from this blog, all the memories it carries. And with that said, I'm back to writing though most of it might not make sense to you. When there's so much building up in you, I figured the best way out is to pen it down. Or in this rapid world of ever changing technology, type it all away. 

Life is still rather mundane, not much happening. I guess it's a good thing. Lesser dramas to deal with. But sometimes, I miss all those dramatic moments that happen now and then. It somehow builds the excitement in life. C'mon, you have to agree with me, who would want to miss a little gossiping and bitching session. Everything happens for a reason, so does dramatic moments.

Moving on, family. The passing of my grandmother left a huge impact on my entire family. It has been 3 months, but it feels like it just happened yesterday. The memories are still fresh in my mind and it haunts me every night. Maybe it's just me, I think too much. My mind never rests. I realise, I have never told her that I had loved her this much when she was alive. There were so many tiffs between us, the 'hating' at times but she will never know that she was one person I loved. I miss her so much. I wish she was around to see me graduate. All she ever asked of me was to study hard and make my father proud, I think she'd be proud to know that I'm doing well in school. I miss you, Atta. So very much. 

Ever since my grandma left us, we sent back the maid too. That leaves me home alone three-quarter of the time and I absolutely hate/despise waking up to an empty house. It just doesn't feel right. I wonder if I will ever get used to this. I was born and brought up in an household where there was someone constantly around me and now, an empty house makes me feel more worse than I already do. 

Next. Friends. Honestly, I don't know what I have to say. But I have to say, I'm thankful for the people I have in life. Whether they have the time for me or not, I do not have enough words to tell them how much they mean to me. There are moments where I feel so much of anger and disappointment but it all disappears when I see how much my friends care about me. And that is more than enough for me. I don't need 10 friends to keep me going. 

With that, it brings me to the next hot topic. Love life, in which I don't have much to tell you about. I don't wish to talk about it today. I'm in a rather good mood. But it isn't always the case. I'm sure there will be a day, I'll rant about it. 

Pretty much summed up everything that has happened and will happen.

"Some people care too much, I think it's called love." - Winnie the Pooh