Most malaysian had dreamed of furthering their studies overseas after their secondary school. I was the lucky one who had the chance and yet I failed it. The failure is undoubtedly painful and bitter. Imagined if you had a hypocrite father who kept consoling you while talking in phone but cursing behind your back. When I reached home, he tried to find every reason to blame me and he even put blame on my brothers =.= I am so sick of this, during last five years, whenever I went back home for holidays, there was no happy atmosphere.
With some savings from overseas account, I simply applied for a local private university and left home within a month. Well, now I have settled down and realised that the university is not bad at all. Perhaps I am more suitable to study in local university xD
Occasionally I still have some weird dreams which sent me in confusion between reality and virtual. I remembered that last weeks I had dreamed of me wandering in desert alone in the night, exhausted and cold. I slept in a sleeping bag near a campfire and woke up finding me on my bed. This dream repeated two times last week, I loled whenever I thought of this dream... There were a lot more weird and funny dreams which I had forgotten because I did not jot them down...
