Malaysia VS England : 5 reasons (Part 1)

Assalamualaikum and a good day! (Good morning to me since it's precisely 2.24 am). The reason I'm staying up and writing this? Well, revision has been going well and I want to get my head off revision for the moment being. And since I've been thinking more and more about Malaysia recently, I thought it'd be a good idea to list out my five main reasons why I want to stay and why I want to go back to Malaysia.

Five reasons why I want to go back to Malaysia

1. I miss my bamboo tree!

Weird? I know, but hey - when I miss the tree, I miss it - BADLY. The reason behind it is very VERY SIMPLE. I was 12 when me and my family moved into our new house, and my parents decided to put a bamboo tree on our front lawn. Me? Knowing that my fav animal, Panda eats bamboos, I asked my dad if we could have a panda as our pet. And any insane man would surely say yes. But, being a highly educated person, you can guess my dad said no. So, there I was trying to reason with him.

Me: Why not? We have their food? They eat bamboos, don't they?

Dad: They'll still die because of the climate here.

Me: What about China? They live in China, don't they? It's pretty hot there as well. RIGHT??

My dad then laughed and made me feel like a right idiot!

I can still remember - when we fist bought it, it was just a couple of inches higher than me. Now? After 4 years, it's as high as my rooftop. AWESOME!!

2. I miss my house!

It's surprising how I can miss my bamboo tree more than I miss my house. I can still picture everything - the sofas, the gardens, the park, the 10 minute walk to a waterfall. It was just PERFECT for me. Plus, the house we lived in there was bigger than the house we currently live in here.

3. I miss the neighbourhood!

Having a very friendly father is contagious. Because my parents were so friendly in our new neighbourhood, I bonded easily with our neighbours - old or young, I can talk pretty easily with them until I was known as

KAKLANG

4. I miss my friends!

Friends - no. 4 out of 5. How horrible? Devastating! Just FRUSTRATING. To elaborate why they're my no.4 instead of 1 would be too emotional for me. So, no elaboration on this, sorry.

5. I miss my school!

Being in an all-girls school is completely different to being in a mixed school. And I mean COMPLETELY different. All I can say is - I miss my old school!! But then, God knows how I'd turn up if I were to stay, with all the problems I had with some teachers. Thank God I moved!

Since I'm getting pretty sleepy now, I think I'll end this post with a good night, sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite. I'll talk about why I want to stay longer here in England on a later post, insyaAllah.

Assalamualaikum. (^^)