can i just not leave?

i know. i know. i’m the one who decided to move back to kl so i should just shut my mouth and stop whinging.

but fuck it. i’m a whinger. deal with it.

i love these lazy summer days. they’re so beautiful. i wish i had more time to stay and enjoy. alas… i am still in the midst of packing up all my shit. so much stuff. nine years worth of crap. lots of memories. lots of junk that holds sentimental value to me. pretty-la things which i am loathe to discard. and of course, a whole heap of computer accessories which i refuse to throw out.

i will miss melbourne. and my friends. and the shopping. and the lifestyle.

but i will back again. no doubt about that.

I WILL BE BACK!!

summer : day one

i love love love summer. there is something about it that just never fails to put a smile on my face. i just want to twirl and dance under the beaming sun, and get a tan doing it.

i forgot what it’s like to be able to walk all over the place without having to worry about rapists/robbers/wolf cries and get around without a car. it makes me want to ditch kl and come back. unfortunately, i’m too WL4 for that.

and the shopping!! god i miss the shopping. i had to try soooo hard to avert my eyes from all the shops. i automatically walked into stores without realising and pulled myself out with all the willpower i could muster. it was hard. it’s like putting a pack of cocaine on the table in front of a crackwhore.

ally accompanied me for wonderful lasagne at pellegrini’s. after stuffing ourselves, we hunted around for our outfits for saturday night – ally’s hen’s night themed THE ROARING 20s.

after that, i made my way to the apartment to have a look at the upcoming headache i’ll have to face – packing.

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walking around melbourne brings back many memories – good and bad – along with a whole bunch of mixed emotions that bubble up to the surface after four months of repression.

oh well. guess that’s why i bailed.

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it’s freaking hot. i need to hit the beach at least once in this trip.