Today after my mom and sis got back from Hairspray, I went with them to drop my sis off at the Curve for clubbing at Laundry. On the way, the 10 car accident was causing a pile up on the fly over in front of 1U, and as I stared at it glittering in the darkness I suddenly felt a pang of sorrow.

Me : When I leave, I'll really miss OU.
My mom : Yeah...but at least you'll be back in 6 months!!!


The preparations for my depature are underway, and everyone has finally realised I'm really leaving. I was at my cousins house the other day, challenging her husband to Facebook's TV Trivia, when I suddenly heard her burst out :

(To my mom) : He's really leaving in 4 months? Oh no...then it'll only be us and your family!!!!

(Cause all the family's migrated)


So far in the last two to three weeks, I've learned to use the washing machine, hang out clothes to dry, sweep my room, wash plates and glasses, fold clothes, make my milk and milo, and make my breakfast.


Thats really all I need to know since food will be catered.

I haven't yet learnt how to wash the toilet though. The tools have been lying in there for ages now but I still don't wanna learn. Its unnecessary really, since they'll clean it for me once a month!!! Thats enough right? (in my house its cleaned once a week).

I'll miss all the shopping malls! And cheap food! My cousin over there said that she and her husband will be taking me to show me where to get nasi lemak and roti canai etc. near the uni though, so thats good! And they live 10 mins away incase of anything.

I'll miss the fact that I had a lot of friends that I could go out with if I wanted to. I'll miss the fact that I don't have to do anything when I'm home but use my legs to get something. I'll miss my puppy.

And you know what? I'll really miss Malaysia. Its given me and my family everything.

And I'll miss the fact that in Malaysia I am 3 times richer than I would be in Australia.

SIGH.