i know photos ain't up.
but i'm still going to write before the words escape me.
a few hours ago, i was still in kuching, that place which i had bitched about because i thought it was like so bleahhh compared to bangkok which i couldn't go due to the riots. and now that i'm back, i'm wishing im back there again. maybe now that memories are hazy (yar my memory is like shit one you dunno meh, few hours only memories hazy already. hahaha) i'm starting to forget the ugly side. like how pedestrain crossings are awfully scary and no vehicles really slow down. (but that was kinda fun actually, all eleven of us screaming while running across)
See? A case of
the-grass-is-always-greener-on-the-other-side hur.
i'm such a sucker for holidays.
and i really really miss tucking your blanket properly and watching you sleep in that faint light. we had that for 4 nights. and each other for 5 whole days.
it was a good trip hur. :)
More photos in next entry.
P.S. Oddly, I feel a tinge of sadness that I'm already starting to feel at home in Singapore again. Yar, it's just 5 days away, but I didn't expect myself to fall back in the same ol' same ol' routine so quickly. Sigh. Like how the boy kept sighing on the phone when we both returned to our respective houses. "Back to reality again."
P.P.S Awful ain't it, how we keep seeking for breaks from reality. Why can't reality be what we WANT? Okay I'm sounding whinier than I feel.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 2:00 AM.