I am actually straining my eyes now. It is exactly 2am in the morning, instead of sleeping I've chosen to write something. I have three whole weeks to spend now before having my last two papers for AS. Frankly, I won't study (like really study) until the date is coming real close. 
Three whole weeks man, how am I going to spend three weeks in my life here. Friends are going back to their own hometown and for those who aren't going back, their parents will be coming over to visit them.
I've been persuading my mum to come here since weeks ago but due to all kinda reasons she ain't coming. She asked me to go buy things I want but but mum I've got nothing much to buy except prom dress.
Yeap I'm going to have outings with my classmates but I feel like going home..so badly.

I've been thinking and thinking. What's the ultimate purpose of life?
To live a happy life of course, but I can't seem to figure out what exactly should be done to make sure that I am going to be happy in the future.
To see my parents happy & to be able to make others feel happy?
Definitely. But I need more answers.

There is someone in India whom they call him a real hero.
He saw people in his hometown eating their own human waste while he himself is at other place serving his guests. Then he started to cook for those homeless people, bath them, shave them as well as giving them love and care. He mentioned that the meals provide physical nutrition but those without shelters and families are human being like us too, they need love. 

There was a boy called Zach Siobiech who died at the age of 18 (20 May 2013), leaving behind his beloved family and a beautiful girlfriend but promised to watch over them up in the clouds. Despite knowing that he will definitely die since there is no cure for his bone cancer, he lived his life to the fullest. He left behind a beautiful song called 'Clouds' and this song climbs to iTunes's number 1 just after a day he passed away. All the money earned will go into charity to help those kids who are diagnosed with the same disease. It is not his talent in singing or his disease that inspires people, it is all about his attitude in life. This guy lived shorter than me but I think my life, at this moment, is nothing compared to his.

A dying boy managed to seek happiness and spread love until his last breath, and I seriously think that I have no right to complain about anything around me. None of us has.

These kinda stories happen all around us every single day. Touch our soul, make us think. But how many of us actually sit down and seek changes in lives? I did, but seeking is not enough. I need to know what to do. I pray that someone will give me an answer asap.

I will know it someday :)