It's weird that it's September and I do not have any planes or trains to catch. I do not have to do "For UK Grocery Shopping", I look at winter jackets now and even if I like it; "When are you going to wear it Aisya Amin?". When I hear people saying they're leaving for UK, a part of me feels sad because I know I won't be going back there for awhile.
I never thought I would miss being in Sheffield, but I do.
I miss having my kitchen next to my room, so if I get hungry in the middle of the night, I can just whip something up for myself. I miss having Tesco 3 minutes walk away from my doorstep. I miss living with my friends and annoying the crap out of Cik Pisang and yelling "Hi Raema!" everytime I accidentally press the "1st Floor" button instead of "Ground" and would have to walk down using the stairs (happens more often than you think..). I miss my own little world :(
And I swear, my body gets sick everytime someone I really sayang is about to leave me. Got sick the day Zoe left, getting sick now that my fat buddy/gaduh buddy/boyfriend and my mother (she's going to India for a work trip, told her that if she gets to see Shah Rukh, I'm not talk to her for a week) are leaving me this week... *HAAAACHUUUUM!* Excuse me..
