MDS Week : Realisation of The Missing Charger

Continue !!! of the MDS tiring Week;

At night of the MDS second night,
I realised my charger is missing.
This was a horrid horrid realisation.
I managed to tell my mum about it before my phone died.

When it finally did,
and I couldn't Whatsapp my mum,
I broke down at night.
2 nights I cried.

I made sure my roommate didn't realise I cried.
It wasn't that I want to go back.
It was just the realisation of me being far away.
It didn't come right away,
probably cause I was able to adapt well..

That and cause I've always wanted to leave the house.
(well, Imma late bloomer, late rebellious age)
Still, it was...

A feeling hard to explain.
It's not that I want to be back,
It's just that my life won't be as it was.
I won't get to see my mum everyday.

Seeing her smile,
making her mad face to face,
Her scent,
and everything.

There's no more her, near me.

So, Good thing that Auntie Sham has a friend here in UiTM Alor Gajah,
So my mum posted the thing to her using Pos Laju,
(direct translation 'Pos Laju' = Fast Post)
But I didn't get it until 6 June 2013 at around 10pm.

Alhamdulillah!

Proof;

That is all from me, 

eanaa is signing out from this post 

The End