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It feels awesome to be home again, surrounded by no other than my family and beloved old routines I developed over the years I grew up in this house. It's comfortable, this familiarity.

 The state of the house no longer shocks me, as it did when I got home during Chinese New Year. The absence of the loss is gone, and some pleasant surprises were in instead.
A new cupboard in Mom and Dad's bedroom, a small folded table in the kitchen...and few tidbits here and there.

 I don't see Noelle or his wife anywhere, only Bocco remains outside and Yuki prefers the inside. Mom said Noelle is away with his wife for a while 'cause Bocco keeps picking fights with them. Even Yuki stays indoors all the time to avoid Bocco.
Oh dear, seems like my Bocco has turned into an old grumpy cat. LOL

Ah, well, Bocco has been my baby for so long. He's the eldest of our cats' generation, born and raised in this very house. He was born in 2006, when I was 9 years old, and look at him now! A large, old, grumpy, white, cat.

 ..........That sounded like I had just described Moota from Studio Ghibli's The Cat Returns. Oh my God. My Bocco is Moota reincarnated! Minus the fat part. Bocco's not fat. He's big, but not fat. Hahahahahahaha xDD
Look, he's so fat his belly almost touched the ground.

It's been a year since Granma started living with us and while I've gone to college when she started to and hadn't spent much at home, my routines are rearranged to accommodate this change. I normally wake up around 10-11, but since Granma needs breakfast, I've to have a mug of coffee right after I wake up at 6-7 to prevent me from succumbing to the glorious temptation of warm bed and snuggly teddies.

 The CD locker is locked and Onee-san has the key. 
*groans*

 She won't be home until this weekend. And the house is a little bit quiet without Mukhlis.
My baby brother's at a boarding school at Bachok, Machang. I think it's an SMK(A). We went to visit him last Sat and he has grown up quite a bit. 
We can't call him "man-boobs" anymore. LOL

 My sisterly instincts tell me to hug and kiss the hell outta his large forehead but my brotherly instinct had me gave him a noogie and roughed the hell outta his hair instead.
Meh, either one counts. *shrugs* 

 He has French as an exceptional language subject (they weren't given a choice, it's compulsory) and he laughed as he told us how he flunked the shit outta that subject. I'm thinking of taking French myself in Degree as a minor course but I have faith is him.

 He's coming home this weekend too.
Can't wait! x33 

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