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When I took the train home last weekend, it occurred to me that the last time I actually went home was probably a month back. One of my friends were surprised to know that, and made a comment that I went home pretty frequent..most of the people I know only goes back a few times in a year. 


I just ran out of mood to write. I miss my mum suddenly.
I hate the fact that weekends are too short for me to enjoy being at home, and my mum has to be alone.

Mum, I love you. I hope that you know that, even though I may not turn out to be the ideal daughter that you have always told me about. I wished that you and Pa are proud of me, even if eventually I'm going to be a major disappointment to our family.