Home

I've decided to go home after all. I was very decisive this time round, no second thoughts. :)

I arrived on Tuesday noon, took a limo myself and appear at the door steps to surprise my parents. Apparently my parents tried to call me the night before, they were so worried cause they couldn't get through me. At last, my mom called Mrs. Cheang, she asked my mom if I'm coming home today or tomorrow.. and my mom was like: 'shes coming home meh?'

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anyways, my dad kind of suspected that i was heading home already. Some telepathy superhero abilities I had with my dad. He seems to always know what I am up to. No chance to be mischievous at all.

Since it was Fathers' Day on Sunday, both my brothers from perth and singapore flew back home to surprise dad at the dinner. A lot of plannings, and a lot of 'dun-tell-anyone' was going on among the siblings..It was especially hilarious at the dinner. My dad's expression, his reaction when he saw both my brothers.. whoa.. is just priceless.. :)

its harder nowadays to have dinner with my parents and all my siblings. Just because all them are working at different countries and I'm the only still studying in the states. All of a sudden, I thought the unfortunate story of Rachel and her internship, her accident is a blessing in disguise. If its not for all the crap, I wouldn't have been home. If its not for all of those, we wouldn't have another family reunion.

I wouldn't have realized how much I miss talking to my parents and laughing with my siblings.
Well, I also got a chance to catch up with all the gossips.

One thing I realized after 3 days in Malaysia is that Malaysians are generally quite unfriendly. They don't smile at you, they love to scan you from top till bottom, and people love to stare at others around them like we are going to snatch her stuff or something.

I am told not to wear shorts when I got out, partially its my horrible bruise and also because it is unsafe. Do not leave any belongings on the table, and to make sure all windows and doors are locked and double locked when you go out. Sounds like its a real unsafe place to live. :(

I begin to wonder if this is really the place I want to be... maybe not..