It's been 2 weeks. But why do i feel like time moves fast and i felt like its been ages since I've been to Melbourne?
Somehow, I dun have time to dwell on unforgettable memories, the charm of the city, the delicious kebabs and sushi,
the beautiful surroundings, all those heavenly chocolates and all the walks I had after works everyday. the only reason is
due to my hectic schedule these past few weeks.

The moment my flight reached KL air, and the moment the stewardess said

" Welcome to Kuala Lumpur and to all Malaysian, WELCOME BACK"
I was so overwhelmed when she said that. And i know the feeling of "hujan batu pon hujan batu la..".
of coz, there are things that I can't tolerate in my beloved city of KL, such as all the smokes and pollution in all major roads,
traffic *sigh* which made me choose to use LRT to and fro work, and all the rempitan and etc etc, but still, this is where my heart is at the moment.
As long as my mother is alive and well, I wouldnt want to leave her more than a month. and there's always my boifren, who I love so dearly and sometimes
the reasons of my suffering and heartache....:)

anyway,
my sister had emailed me everyday when I was there telling me that she's going to bring our mother to Pangkor. First, because she wanna bring her to her friend's house and second because mak never go to Pangkor yet.
So, being away for almost a month, I jumped into that opportunity to be with er, and asked my bf to buy me a bus ticket to Penang. see?
i couldnt fly, or i'll be broke hehe.

So, after touched down, cracking my neck looking for my beloved chaffeur, eating and a fitful-not-enough sleep, I dragged myself to Puduraya, one of the many places in KL
that I hate most. being jet-lagged, I was a little bit late and missed the bus but I managed to get myself a seat in the next bus..all I need to have was a little bit of sympathy and confidence to
talk my way with one of the "ulat". I slept all my way to Penang, had a bad lunch at one of the stall in Butterworth's bus station....*biler la nk buat baru..so berabuk and not nice larr..menyakitkan mata memandang, menyakitkan hidung dengan bau-bauannya...*

Anyway, they arrived after I was dehidrating myself under the hot scorching sun....remember..I was still jet-lagged.
And after that, my sis drove to Perlis, and got us under the cool room in Putra Palace.
Being in Kangar brought back all my memories that I had when I stayed there for my first year diploma in UiTM Arau..the nice cheap stalls, mangoes, padang besar..langkawi..it was nice to be back after a few years. The last time I went there was when I presented my paper in the same hotel, where after that I dragged my friends to Langkawi for a nice short holidays. And that was one week before tsunami wrecked our coastal lands...

So after a trip to Padang Besar and my sister's fren's wedding, we went back to Penang. I was so lazy to get my ass back to KL after that, and ended taking a leave on Monday...nursing my jet-lagged, slept well on the bus on my way back to KL and went to work fesh and eager to be in my nice cubicle after 3 whole weeks in somebody else's cubicle.

ow well..what a hectic life...and i like that. apart from the fact that there's a lot of things waiting for me on my to-do list...

hiks!