HOME!

it feels so good to be back. so good, in fact, that it feels as though i've never left. it's a strange feeling to wake up one morning in Sydney and fall asleep at night in Kajang. strange indeed. right now, Sydney seems as though a long dream that i've finally woken up from. nothing but a dream. because everything about home seems so familiar and so right...from the sticky heavy humid air, to the mosquitoe buzzing around me that refuses to die, to that delicious pan mee i had for breakfast/lunch.

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i ventured on to the roads of kuala lumpur today and i'm proud to say that i've lost hardly any of my driving skills, except that now i'm more cautious and more courteous to other drivers - which i really shouldn't by the way if i want to be a true blue kl driver. i've realised that you need to dive head first into the mass of malaysian traffic to become fearless. and the matrix is such a sweet sweet ride. not that i'm abandoning the kelisa. i'm just saying. the matrix is freakin sweet.

mmm.

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die la. you wanna meet up. and i wanna meet up too. but i don't think it's such a good idea. that's why part of me doesn't want to. but then, i really really want to. but i don't know how the outcome would be. and i have a feeling it's not gonna be good. die la.

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whoa...coming home feels good. feels great. feels excellent.