It's 12 am, 0000 hours, on the day which I will return to my kingdom and see those happy, happy faces of my people. I feel both sad and happy that I am actually going home. Weird isn't it? Most people would be so happy they would sleep at 8 in the evening so it would seem like time moved faster. Wait...what am I acually thinking?? I want to be in my lovely room and pamper my skin with the the luxury of air conditioning while I sleep. Actually I really want to go home because of one true reason which I don't intend to type too much about it here. So yeah.

Few hours back, Kin Fong, Tat Chern, Kee Loong and Fiona came over to see me. We squeezed into my room for a few minutes and left for dinner. Our initial dinner location was at somewhere not in Subang but somehow we at Asia Cafe anyway because it was really inconvenient to go here and there (but mainly I think we never really decided on a place). Places here are just too far apart from one another. Anyway I had a interesting time listening to Mandarin conversations with intervals of laughter as I finish my bolognese spaghetti. Even though I understood, like 70%, of what they were talking about, I am delighted that they came and see me before I leave. It just reminds how I am so always blessed with such good friends.

A few hours before that, I packed my stuff which took like probably only 15 minutes. The hard part was cleaning up my room. It's amazing how much dust can be collected in a span of 2 months. Undescribable. I nearly sneezed my nose off.


Either way, when I'll be home tomorrow. Time to turn some pages from the book. Good night.