I miss Malaysia !

I miss the atmosphere in Malaysia , but if I go back there , I wanna carry abang and kakak along !
The taste of Fawwaz's roti canai in the morning .
The part where I escort mama to jog in the morning .
Where me and papa always fight and end up laughing .
Where mama does her manjaness .
Where papa and mama dances romanticly .
When Papa's jokes tingles in my ear .
The time me and mama dance with loud music through our ears while getting ready for bed .
Where friends are always there when I need them .
Where I can lepak with friends .
Being here is not hundred percent fun , sorry to say . As usual , problems will always travel with you no matter where you go . Its just solving it takes sometime and thoughts .
Being there , at home , ahhhh , i miss the feeling .