i have a big big moisquito bite on my upper lip. and one below my lower lip. first they targeted my arms and thighs. even my butt. now they're getting hornier and want my kiss. stupid little buggers.
so anyway, i'm leaving this place in 5days. on one hand, i can't wait to pack up and go. however, i feel a little tug at my heart whenever i think about boarding the plane and saying farewell to this country. oh who am i kidding, saying farewell to this country is nothing. it's the people. i don't wanna name names cuz people have be offended if a) they're not the first and b) they don't appear on my list. just for argument's sake, let's say i'll miss all the people i've seen recently.
which reminds me. i have not seen lisha and meychyi! :( my little clorox girl and my weird buttwhacker friend.
i haven't eaten all the food i wanna eat. haven't seen all the people i wanna see. obviously have NOT moved on from any of the high school dramas and memories. thought i was over it when i was in melbourne, but guess what. the moment i touched down on malaysian soil, it all came rushing back. and have plagued my every waking moment and haunted my dreams.
don't get me wrong. i have tried. i have tried so very hard. but i guess some things and some people just never change. no matter how you hope and pray and want them to. and yes, i know i'm being cryptic about who i'm talking about, but hell, a girl has got to have some secrets yeah? and i'm definitely not the kind to air dirty laundry on my blog. it's just very unbecoming. i'm such a lady aren't i?
my heart has never been so full of emotions in a year. my one year in melb was practically a god send. seriously, whoever said that being a teenager is easy was probably born as an adult. back in malaysia, constant tugging of different emotions:anger, hurt, sadness, joy, frustration, betrayal, mortification etc is now a norm. back to those drama-filled days of high school eh.
so yeah, can't wait to get back to melb and leave it all behind. 2 and 1/2 months here is about all i can stomach.
but. i cannot deny that the friends here are good. they got my back yo. and it's been really great hanging with them constantly, and the trust is there. what with all the shit we've been through in high school, it's easy to share loads of bullshit with them. i mean. i can practically tell them anything. and some of them are even willing to go all the way to segambut with me to try bak kut teh. :) and to sacrifice a few bucks to eat mexican with me. or to not go on a school trip. or call me out the very minute i arrive at klia to go eat cake in alexis. seriously, you just don't get that kind of friends after a year. this comes from many years. many many many days spent together, hating the same people (principles and hormonal teachers). sucks that i can't pack them all into a luggage and bring them to melb. wouldn't it be just glorious to have them locked in a cupboard at my apartment, ready to be taken out to play with whenever i want. :D
well i guess life isnt just black and white anymore. the grey area is getting bigger and bigger as the decisions get more important, and life just doesnt hand you what you want without strings being attached. growing up isnt as cracked up as it's supposed to be.
till next time, happy valentine's! hopefully cupid's arrow pierces the one you love.
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