Back from the holidays...

I usually feel that I homesick whenever i go for a holiday. This time round, it's exactly the opposite.

I wanna go back to where I was. I cried enough to fill the pool for at my auntie's condo and thank god I didn't cry and soaked shirts of those people I met. Because if I did, I'd prolly be throwing enough bitch-fits to be send back to meet a shrink.

TO those I met: Thank you for sparing your time and patience and smiles and nonsense for me.
TO those I didn't meet: Thank you for at least making an effort to try and meet me.
TO those who didn't even bother: Heck, if you didn't bother you wouldn't be reading my blog...


Sunset view from Lagenda Condo, Malacca

I'll blog more about my experience there in Malacca and KL. We spent about 4 days out of 7 days just to travel around. So whatever it felt, it felt more than rushed. It felt like a bullet train; with time spent on the wrong things.

And yeah, I cried not because I missed the place and country. I missed the people I met. The one that made my day yesterday was really unexpected. And the one that made me felt like my blood suddenly got sucked out from me and leave me quite tattered was more unpredictable. The ones that made me feel at home was the most priceless feelings ever.

Note: I'm using my old number now. But I'm getting ready to change to my new number. Be prepared everyone.

I'll blog about everything else later. For now, I wanna get a decent rest because I'm going to help hw didi with his paperwork as well as catching up with him, hoping that I feel more better back in Singapore and not losing more screws that can confirm my sanity.