Leaving home this time was more difficult than the first – weird, huh?
When we were taking off from KLIA, as I waved goodbye to the kelapa sawit’s, my eyes started to tear.
“HOIK! Cannot cry!”
Not excited to be back here at all.
Not looking forward to work tomorrow.
No “I’m home” feeling like when I was away for the short trips because Malaysia is still home despite my current feeling (that I don’t belong anywhere now).
Maybe I’m just tired.
Maybe I need time to get out of my holiday mode.
Until then, I am feeling the blues.
Oh. Maybe it’s PMS!
[阿珍, pineapple didn't work!]
[And Chelle, the back of the red packet should be 阿珍 & 阿 FeR instead of "啊" *hehe*]
