:(

Logan's left, for greener pastures and better opportunities. All the way in eff-ing Korea.

That was probably the longest, most quiet ride back from the airport i've ever experienced..

And it sucks.

I didn't even give him a real hug, cause I was too busy trying not to cry. See, even then thinking of myself. Now all I wanna do is give him one real big squeeze of a hug so he remembers what it feels like.

Someone asked me why I'm getting so worked up over my brother leaving, cause people's siblings go away all the time. He's not just my brother, he plays like so many lead characters in my life. Sometimes i think he knows me better then i know myself. He's always watched over me and looked out for me, and never once said no, told me i couldn't be something or made me feel any less then special. I on the other hand, pull a long face with him for something as stupid as him clearing the history on my laptop. And he doesn't even get upset with me for doing things like that.

He's always just been there, from a mid afternoon distraction call to knowing i've had a bad day just by the grunts i give as answers.

Who's going to call me lame for asking for directions to vioba for the 100th time and who's going to comfort me when i think i have all the problems in the world (and they're so much bigger then everybody elses because their mine).

He's just been part of every event thats happened with me, big or small, right from getting a flat tire on the highway to choosing my career path. I can't imagine him not being part of all thats to come. I want to be Hiro Nakamura then i can fix this shitty feeling :(

No its not ok, and no you don't know how i feel, and no i won't get used to it. I won't even learn to live with it.

Greetings

The roads are empty, the malls have less activty and my favourite eateries are mostly closed. Any average person out there would be able to guess its a time of festivities in Malaysia again and most Malaysian have left the city to celebrate in their hometowns. For someone who's hometown in less the 30 mins away (with the new highways), I couldn't be more pleased with this temporary bliss. Especially while driving.

My little holiday ends tomorrow, I can see myself dragging two very heavy feet to work after 4 days of being at home. Any other time, if a public holiday lands on a Monday (and here we have one on the following Tuesday too!) I would have immediately got on the quickest way to Singapore. But Logan leaves for Korea in 3 days and I wanted to be around as much before he goes. Even if we're not doing anything specific, just be around.

Every one has been asking me 'so how do you feel about Logan leaving?'..
I don't want to talk about it. I actually try not to write about it here even.
It hasn't really hit me yet, that he will be gone for two years. And when it does, i probably still wouldn't want to talk about it. Because if you don't talk about it, you don't cry.

Anyway, Xin Nian Kwai Lerr..may the year of the fire boar bring you lots of cheer and prosperity..

Just for kicks

The reason to why coming in to work isn't always so daunting come in the weirdest most funniest ways.

tu eres un angel.. feliz cumpleanos

sometimes i think i don't deserve you, most times even i dont know what i want..most of all i am just thankful for you.

Its been three weeks since i got back from Canada

I expected to document it sooner, but i was too busy being depressed that i was back here and back in a routine life.

The trip was absa-f*cking-lutely great.

It was nice catching up with my aunt and her family, and it was doing a lot of things I've seen being done on the telly. I shopped like mad, and i indulged a lot. And i completely blew my budget. All the signs of a perfect holiday.

On this trip, I realized that as much as i say I'm happy just going places for holidays and don't want to ever move away from home, I actually do have a part of me that's itching to experience living in a foreign land. Not forever though. I don't want to move for good. But for a few months just to see how different life is. Plus, I've always secretly really wanted to be a waitress. Like, srsly

Pictures do speak a gazilllion words. They do, they really do.












As you can see, I came back a little rounder. These are just some of my favourite things.










And some of my favourite scenes