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i have just rescheduled my flight. i am flying off 25th of november, and touching down on tanah tumpah darahku on 26th of november. just the mere thought of that gives me the bounce in my feet that i have not felt in a while.

43 days to home...

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i was walking to the Meadowbank school today and I wondered what was it that made me so unhappy here. I mean I am happy. Fun course. Weather is pretty awesome now. The scenery is almost always breath taking. People are nice, warm and friendly. Work is fun. Gotta love the independence - freedom aspect of my life now. But yet, i am unhappy. And i figured it was because of one or all of these things:
1. missing the boyfriend
2. missing the family
3. sick of tasteless food that i make for myself
4. sick of catching wafts of delicious food smell in the air as i walk past the eateries, and having to tighten the belt because eating out is expensive.
5. missing the convenience of having food prepared for me.
6. missing the convenience of a mamak at 10.30 pm.

I probably have many many pages to add to that list, but none as critical as these 6. sometimes i wonder how my heart was going to take coming back here again next year, and for about 9 months this time. But i'll cross that bridge when i come to it. I believe it can only get better, though. I have plans to join a dance class next year. And maybe to sign up for the uni gym, and pick up rock climbing again. =)

Till then, my thoughts are fixed on the 25th of November...