I used to love holidays. It's those days when you can sit on the couch and have a movie marathon with your friends, play basketball with your brothers, ride the auto with your Dad to the family's farm, have overnight at grandma's, or stay home and cook fish fillets with mom.
I'm hundreds(or thousands, i don't know) of miles away from these people. I can only go home during Decembers and summers to them. During single day holidays or two, I'd have to stay at my dorm and I always run out of things to do. It's so hard. I become lonely. It's so much easier back home, but I'm left with no choice. I want to finish college, anyway.
I remember me and my brother when we were little. We were fighting over something and mom told us to stop it. We shouldn't fight over things. We should share and cherish things and moments we're together because one day, after college, we'd have our own families, go on our own ways. When that time comes, we won't be able to see each other on a daily basis. Mom said it would happen after college, when we'd have our own lives. I didn't knew it would happen to me before college. Caught off-guard, dumbfounded - that's me. I guess I'm on lonely planet.
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