I'm back in Auckland now and I wish I could have stayed in Kch for CNY.
I hardly had time to go online when I was back in Malaysia, my mum already sold our house, so basically, we spent MOST of the time in Kch, clearing the house and packing 20kg boxes (we packed 9 of 'em, just us 3 girls! and we had to carry them too.. okaay, I admit it was just to the car, and out of the car to the parcel office.. but still.. :P) THANK God for good friends =) Mimi came over to my house quite often to help with the clearing up. Poor old lady, she kept sneezing and sniffing during the initial stage of cleaning but, eventually she got used to it. Thanks Mimi so much for your help, we really couldn't have done it without you, you're a SUPER-duper good OLD friend =)
When I was clearing my room, I found an assortment of rust-gathering trinkets, junk, diaries, treasures.. I found my report cards from St Faith Kindy from 1994 all the way to 1996! I even found my diaries from Primary 2 onwards. Grins. It was interesting looking through them, seeing how I matured from an innocent 8-year-old to a rebellious, lost teen.. and to who I am now :) Reading about the trivial matters that used to mean so much to me, I could see that when I was younger, all that mattered to me was to be accepted (sounds like one of those BM essays, no? :P) - the irony of it is.. I was loved and accepted, but I just couldn't see it at times - and I'd be pouring my agony and anguish over how left out and unloved I felt into my diary. I can't thank You God, enough for loving me and lifting me out of that pit. And of course there was that time where we girls started going boy-crazy. Gosh! We really made a big deal out of such little things. We made up so many nicknames for so many guys so we could talk about them freely in school. Kids.
Some days we would just work till 1am, it was really tiring. I tell you - nothing beats Malayisan food!! I had laksa, bak kut teh, kueh chap, poh piah, durian - you name it =)
Mimi and I visited St 3 as well, we wore our uniforms to school.. I couldn't find my pinafore, so I had to wear my baju kurung, it was awfully HOT (groans) but, I guess it was worth it to see the expressions on our teachers faces when they saw us. Griins. One of the FIRST things Madam Tan Pek Hwang did when she saw us was promote her nasi lemak! Some things never change, do they?
Then, we went over to St. Jo, there was so much hugging and laughing. I must admit we created quite a scene there, but honestly, I'm not too bothered about what people thought about it. It was really great to be home again, how I've missed all of you.
Better hit the sack now or I won't be able to wake up at 7 tmr morning. Happy, if you're reading this - I'm really sorry we didn't get to meet up. I really hope you'll still be in Kch the next time I drop by. Jan, I'm glad you liked the gift!
On our last night in Kuching, we were so busy that we left two packs of prawn noodles, tau-hu-hwa and lek-tau-suan untouched in the fridge. Mah Mah was rolling in laughter when she told us about it over the phone
I hardly had time to go online when I was back in Malaysia, my mum already sold our house, so basically, we spent MOST of the time in Kch, clearing the house and packing 20kg boxes (we packed 9 of 'em, just us 3 girls! and we had to carry them too.. okaay, I admit it was just to the car, and out of the car to the parcel office.. but still.. :P) THANK God for good friends =) Mimi came over to my house quite often to help with the clearing up. Poor old lady, she kept sneezing and sniffing during the initial stage of cleaning but, eventually she got used to it. Thanks Mimi so much for your help, we really couldn't have done it without you, you're a SUPER-duper good OLD friend =)
When I was clearing my room, I found an assortment of rust-gathering trinkets, junk, diaries, treasures.. I found my report cards from St Faith Kindy from 1994 all the way to 1996! I even found my diaries from Primary 2 onwards. Grins. It was interesting looking through them, seeing how I matured from an innocent 8-year-old to a rebellious, lost teen.. and to who I am now :) Reading about the trivial matters that used to mean so much to me, I could see that when I was younger, all that mattered to me was to be accepted (sounds like one of those BM essays, no? :P) - the irony of it is.. I was loved and accepted, but I just couldn't see it at times - and I'd be pouring my agony and anguish over how left out and unloved I felt into my diary. I can't thank You God, enough for loving me and lifting me out of that pit. And of course there was that time where we girls started going boy-crazy. Gosh! We really made a big deal out of such little things. We made up so many nicknames for so many guys so we could talk about them freely in school. Kids.
Some days we would just work till 1am, it was really tiring. I tell you - nothing beats Malayisan food!! I had laksa, bak kut teh, kueh chap, poh piah, durian - you name it =)
Mimi and I visited St 3 as well, we wore our uniforms to school.. I couldn't find my pinafore, so I had to wear my baju kurung, it was awfully HOT (groans) but, I guess it was worth it to see the expressions on our teachers faces when they saw us. Griins. One of the FIRST things Madam Tan Pek Hwang did when she saw us was promote her nasi lemak! Some things never change, do they?
Then, we went over to St. Jo, there was so much hugging and laughing. I must admit we created quite a scene there, but honestly, I'm not too bothered about what people thought about it. It was really great to be home again, how I've missed all of you.
Better hit the sack now or I won't be able to wake up at 7 tmr morning. Happy, if you're reading this - I'm really sorry we didn't get to meet up. I really hope you'll still be in Kch the next time I drop by. Jan, I'm glad you liked the gift!
On our last night in Kuching, we were so busy that we left two packs of prawn noodles, tau-hu-hwa and lek-tau-suan untouched in the fridge. Mah Mah was rolling in laughter when she told us about it over the phone
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