The ups and downs of a teenage boy

Since 11pm I've been wandering aimlessly around the house like an apparition, going into the kitchen, pass by the living room, cross the front porch and then stare at the moon in my garden... I guess it's because I don't want to leave home. I am reluctant to abandon the comfort and coziness and warmth of mi casa for the unpredictable life at MUWCI.

Well, all my packing's done. Right now I'm just physically and emotionally drained. Separation sucks. I'm really not in the mood for words right now. Wished I have that special someone whom I can share all my thoughts and feelings with(which includes a lot of physical interaction and pleasure-filled moaning)

Here's a poem which sums up my feelings at this moment:

It's dark
Pitch black.
Hand's are cold.
Heartbeat racing.
A light emerge
faintly.
Reach out to touch it
Right food forward
Then left.
Mechanically.
Eyes dead set
The Light
Never out of sight
Always ahead

It's nearer
Both hands reaching out.
Footsteps swift
Stilled breathing
Gritted teeth
Lurch forward.
Away from
The damp black
Never looking back.

Let's face it. I have 2 more days left before flying off to India. Gosh, I am really going to miss home and my family. These past 2 months has been an eclectic mix of comfort, joy, anticipation and disappointment. Overall I am satisfied. I mean, I met up with friends, teachers, got some work done, slept like a babe, traveled to a few places, ate like a pig(OMG, Malaysian food is sinfully irresistible!!), read a few good books, volunteered(though the experience was less than what I'd expected), spent mornings talking to my mum heart-to-heart(those were highlights of my day), fed my dogs(I always love to see them dogs jumping all over me for food), watched the latest season of GG, Grey's Anatomy, Ghost Whisperer, and Heroes. Life's good...indeed.

At the same time, I'm really curious about how my future is going to turn out in a years' time. I'd know which college I'd be heading to, how I fare in my IB's and SAT's, the list goes on and on. Or, even better, whether I'd find true love(I know at least half of you would be jeering at me right now but yes, I DO believe in true love and fairy tales). I'm almost done with my packing and summer work...though the latter is a gross overstatement.

I'm easily prone to home-sickness so I decided to take loads of pictures of my room and house so that whenever I miss home, besides calling home, I would be able to peruse the photos and hopefully, ease some of the agonizing pain, however miniscule.
A view from my room window

Ahh..one of my favourite place of the house- my study desk!

View from the backyard

Abandoned rubber estate at the back of my house

Banana trees!
Can you spot the papaya tree?

Tiny garden

Study room/bedroom

Office room
Kitchen

Kennel
This is Easter..isn't she adorable?

The guard dog Becki. She nearly attack Soon Hoe theother day. Thank God the gate was locked. Otherwise....



Sunset at the front porch

It's getting late now. And I'm getting sleepy. I should go do some last minute packing before hitting the sack. Adieu

I really don't think I have the commitment to maintain a blog but a good friend of mine(Hi, Lyn!) urged me to start a new blog so that my friends would be able to keep up to date about my whereabouts. It is ironic for me to start a new blog when summer's just about to end. Bad timing i suppose. Anyhow, it's getting late now. Will stop my pointless ramblings and start blogging tomorrow morning.