Going back/Going home

 i feel like blogging but i'm so lack of ideas of what should be inscribed. 

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 i just left a few days before departing HOME(!!) and the bad thing about that is that it keeps on haunting or rather excite me and the consequence is that i'm demotivated and low-spirited and slack to continue my daily routine here. 

 Going back, i want to hunt the street and grab all the edible stuffs and scoffing as if i haven't eaten for days. Going back, i want to go shopping for some clothes because my friends keep on teasing me about the only two (or three) monotonous attires that i have in my closet that i thought it's okay to exchange in wearing them each week and each consecutive days but now it struck me like thunders that....i want to get more clothes. Well, i'm just a girl.

 Going back, i want to cherish the moments with my family and share with them the everything that i've learn and my thought on that very "something". It's my maiden encounter of the supernatural and it's creepy. It's not about the death but it's about the One, the omnipresence of Him. Going back, i want to put everything to a halt again before i start over again.