It’s been a week since I came back from the UK.

Just yesterday, I was forced by my mum to clean up one of her condos in Mont Kiara as the previous tenant wasn’t going to stay for next month. Obviously, we were expecting dirts, dust and webs around. But who would have thought of the tenant was being kind enough to leave us ‘organic’ brownies as a token of appreciation for letting him stayed for 5 months.

And my oh my, he left them there for so god damn long, there are even fungi around it, those green parasites were sucking hell lots of nutrients out from it. And seriously, instead of smelling those unbearable urinal smell where you can get from Malaysian kampung public toilets, I smelt orchid flowers. Really… fucking orchid flowers man.

To that tenant (in case the he’s reading this) previously stayed at B-3-5, Astana, Mont Kiara, fuck you very much…. we really appreciate what you left behind… well.. really la.. fuck you.

Oh well, I guess my summer holiday isn’t goin to be easy as I though. Parents are going to Tibet for 2 weeks, starting tomorrow, and I have to babysit my brother. But look at the bright side, I get to be the ruling deplot for the next 2 weeks. Ahhh… what jollyjoy, 100s of collections of movies and pornos ready to be watch : D

Remembering the last time that I waved goodbye to my family and hugged my crying brother at the airport before I departed to England. After going down the escalator heading towards the passport-check barrier, I looked back one more time and smiled at my family, knowing that the next 6 months that I’ll meet them again was definitely a long time.

Well here I am, all packed and geared up, ready to head towards Heathrow to fly back to Malaysia. And I can’t fucking believe that it’s already 6 months. I mean really lah, you’re here now, and the next thing you know you’re in a place that you’ve longed for so long in a blink of an eye. I sometimes wonder whether time itself is under an accelerating phase rather than in constant motion.

Wonder what changes that I have to those people back in Malaysia?

Ahhh! Finally, I’ll stop here and ready to head towards Heathrow. Til then, Tata~~

It’s the 4th day after everyone left and it was a complete boredom ever since. So what did I do?

Headed straight to college and hanged out with the seniors.  And my oh my, you should see their expression when they came out from the hall after econ test. As usual, Wah Pin showed significant difference from the rest as if the test were like another piece of chocolate cake for him. Everyone was mourning except him =.=||

I didn’t wanna go home so early after school, so I joined with the seniors – Jing Ting, Jia Yi, Bjorn, Faisal, Celine and Bakos to Danny’s (a malaysian restaurant) in Whitgift. It was sort of fun to say the least, but better than staying at home and let boredom get me. Oh oh, they introduced me this milkshake shop in Whitgift and God, it’s just heaven.

Most of them left after dinner and left me, Jing Ting and Faisal. Faisal almost wanted to slap my face when I asked where the hell is Poundland. Poundland is actually a large grocery stores where everything cost 1 pound.

Yes, everything is 1 pound, including VCDs, too.

1 hour later after raiding Poundland and had a great chit chat, we headed home and here I am, sitting writing this when I’m completely hopeless thinking of what to do next.

The boredom-ness~~

Tired~~

Gargh….. the heat >.<~~~