one week back home….
exactly 7 days ago i came back from an exhausting journey from russia, and since then my days have been filled with lots of fun and excitements beyond comprehension…
thanks to my fellow friends this holiday would not be "dry" and boring. i’m glad that everyone made an effort to meet each other up an we really had a great time, by just hanging out together…
company is all i needed from my friends and home is where i know i will always get them.
1st night we went to play pool down town. it was my first time, and i was very clumzy…but somehow i think i too, can play this game…because i do get the "yes" feeling when i hit the ball…..sort of like you know the ball is going to enter the hole before it does…i do get the "touch" some time, but it’s not always there…
during the following days, we went for movie, yam cha, dinner, supper all around bukit beruang. i even woke everyone up at 930 to go for duck mee……of course, these are just ordinary stuff we do….the important thing is not what you do, but with whom u do it with….with true friends around, i seriously don mind lazing around chatting about the universe inside out….and that’s exactly what we did yesterday…..oh god i miss those stupid jokes….lol…..
it feels so great to be NOT talking about medicine, studies, results as what we do back in russia. it’s good to be free from the hostility and constantly have the feeling that someone wants to see you fail so that they could laugh at you….for once it feels so right to just talk crap and nothing else…
it’s been a while since the angle between my maxilla and mandibles has opened wider than 90 degrees…..it feels kinda sore, and almost cramped when i laughed my heart out….but it feels good, and the feeling is genuine…
i’m grateful for the company, esp siang, liang, soon and zhou who are always there throughout the week. it feels like we are power rangers….or something…
it’s ironic, but good that although we are studying at different places, persuing different career path, our bond seems stronger…..like…..errr….brothers??
got a call from a friend i met in kmpk….didn’t expect him to call also…he was my best buddy in kmpk last time…although we’ve known each other for 3 weeks only….but i’m glad we still keep in touch…haha….we talked about many things on the phone…from his academics to life in uni….so glad we had the conversation
it’s a pity i couldn’t meet some of my friends who are going back to uni….but i glad we did have a great chat on the phone….remind me of the good old days….
of course….getting to see my mom and grandma is another reason i did not regret coming back, despite taking alot of effort and time….
some would ask me why not i spend the money for the air tickets, which is indeed not cheap to go for europe tour or something….instead of coming back here seeing familiar people and things which i’ve already seen countless times….but for the reason stated above, you can see, everything (the money, effort and energy) is worth it, after all……..
