The adventure begins or more like repeats again. To tell you the truth I dont think I was ready just yet for Malaysia. I was still in Australia mode at arrival. Suddenly, the signs were in malay and instead of Telstra ads there were Hotlink (note my favouritism) billboards everywhere. There were rundown traffic lights, cars that dont indicate when changing lanes and scary immigration dudes but despite of it all, always the same Uncle Fong patiently waiting to pick me up flustered and tired with, Sam the bear, my ukulele, my overweight luggage and all. Unc Fong is totally awesome.
Dec13th
Nothing is any different in Subang or I believe any hometown for that matter. True, there are those occasional weddings and that new house/mansion *coughsuleencough* and cars people always seem to get. But everyone is always essentially the same, same smile, same hair cut, same phone number, same warm hospitality and etc. Even the same people that you thought were still speaking on Sunday service last year but this year and in a different outfit but probably about the same thing and probably the same song with the same musicians playing the same song. Confusing ? (a bug totally just fell into my keyboard GAHHH)
Dec 14th- Dec 16th
Now, I'm back and what else is there to do in Malaysia than EAT and meet up with old friends and sing Party in the USA multiple times in different locations. Now its the 3rd day and I've actually done alot more than you think I have judging from this post. (I'm really just trying to recall all of this as we go along) Right, so its a Monday and I went ...shopping !! With Aunty Cindy and Liesl and the Tan clan where I also foolishly brought my passport along and resulted to chucking it in the car boot very inconspicuously. I am stealth. May I also add that Malaysians can spend their money. Yes their pay may be close to slavery for us youngins but we still very well know how to spend our money or so it seemed. I'm not complaining, more Christmas presents is always welcomed :D This shopping thing continued for the next 2 days along with some eating/ a lot of eating. Oh ! Yes the epic eating of 50 prawns by Jem and I. Lets not talk about that.. I feel sick already.
Dec 17th
The saga of the karaoke begins. A whole 8 hours worth of karaoke in the span of 48 hours. I am forever scarred but throughly entertained. Whats a get together without many laughs, excruciating screams and a video of 15+++ men dancing to Spice Girls very very passionately. ( This video is yet to be released )
Dec 18th
Dec 18th more commonly known as the day 4 innocent people got conned into 3 hours of opera/renaissance muzack and embarrassment for being under dressed. I admit it wasn't THAT bad. I guess we're just not that type. Handel's Messiah is a pretty renown thing and it was of very good quality. But for now I think these things are best left to the likes of Lily Vanderwoodsen and awkward Mr.Humphrey that probably use large words like supercalafragalistic when discussing the show.
Dec 19th-22nd
Camp ! I only echo the words of those who have graduated TRU or any youth for that matter that camps and big events do feel less significant as the years go by. Rather than always being on your toes for what game to expect next or 'cute' boys to eye on, everything is more predictable and normal. As you grow older I guess there is also that expectation of leading the younger ones, added pressure. Pressure meaning less fun. I don't know how the group leaders do it, it must be quite a burden especially when its an official role. For me, I'd rather work under the radar, no official role, no expectations, no check list. All good :) I came out of camp different from the rest. I wasn't on a spiritual high but a few basic and integral parts of this faith managed to stand out. These things weren't from the sermons however but from individual stories that I gathered from the camp. Gems you find along the way that give you that extra kick in the butt to go that one extra step.
Dec 23rd
Honestly, I have no idea what happened on this day. Post-camp sleep in I'm guessing and maybe some last minute shopping with the girls or actually maybe with the girl and the boy. I can never be sure :P Right, so I'm thinking it was the Carl's Jr day but I don't think so but I guess thats something to talk about anyways. Carl's Jr day was amazing. Des, Jund, Sel and I went out for our annual lunch thingo we somehow always manage to have every year, I guess its just tradition. Things don't change around here as I might have already pointed out. The four of us still have the same unawkward conversations about BGR from the Desmond Teoh who has still lasted being our kor kor /bigger brother from the stone ages(sunday school). Sadly, our conversations never really move far from that subject because who doesn't like talking about themselves. We lasted a good 2 hours and parted ways and all is good in love and Carl's Jr Portobello Mushrooms.
Dec 24th-Dec 25th
Which are essentially the same days. In fact, I believe that Christmas should be 48 hours. Its just completely inhumane to expect 6 billion people to suffer 364 days of the year to just wait for this one sacred day of absolute bliss. I think 2 days seems like a farer trade. Ok, maybe I'm exaggerating. Hey, I'm 16 :P (That should not be an excuse, do not fall for the "I'm 16" line! Soon you'll be completely broke, girlfriend-less and probably overseas.) (Ignore last bracket. I'm tired.)
YES, Christmas was fun. YES, we were completely drained from Christmas Eve as we always are. YES, there was an epic family dinner the night before. YES, it was pretty much the same to last year but that is what makes it so awesome X) YES, I have adopted the way of not saying "the Tans" because... I totally am a Tan :D A Tan pet...
Dec 26th- Dec 28th
My dog is fat. My mama was awesome. She still drives a manual car. We jabbed Winter's butt and he pooped outside the vet place. We had awesome food. The awesome food gave me food poisoning for half a week. Mama took care of me more than I did her. Curse you awesome food. I forgive you awesome food because you helped me lose weight. I miss mama. I wish I bought her more playing cards.
Dec 29th
Day 3 of food poisoning. 3rd day of not eating. First day of big dinner at the Teoh's. I ate half a burger. Actually, I think the fact that I wasn't eating and everyone else was, was more painful than the actual hunger pans on that day. So much sauce, so much butter, so much fatty-ness and I could not eat D: The horror. Not eating was definitely a good idea however because even the half burger I ate came back to bite me in my already gurgling/churning stomach which was no fun at all. Its ok fat, round Pengy was there. It brought much comfort.
Dec 30th
We're here already. The countdown had already begun, three more days till I leave happy land. One last big dinner at our place and I CAN EAT ! Not much though, I did manage to steal a cupcake and some very oily soft shelled crabs and ice kacang ftw. But on top of all that, it was the company that truly mattered. It is "the reason I come home" ala my blog soundtrack if you have not stalked me enough. It truly is the familiar howls of laughter and sheer nonchalant attitude to everything that keeps me going back. Like there was no need to worry, no need to be the best, no need to always try to impress. A family minus the lee ? fam i l y.. fam..i love you ? (Again... ignore the last line..its late)
Dec 31st
NOW PANIC !! So many things not done yet and people to meet and things to buy ! By 4 I had already visited 3 different set of friends and bought everything necessary for Australia. Time management. That's right folks. Its all about the time management and contacts and not forgetting people who can drive as your contacts ;P On your last day, forget about people who will be a pain to transport manage and... forget food. No, don't laugh. Food wastes time ! Who am I kidding.. just have your darn food but ALWAYS time manage and before you know it BAM ! You'll be able to have met Iishan, Cherlyn, Kelvin (by coincidence), Jem and fam, and Sayaka (that I totally more time too *sorrryyy*).
Jan 1st
If you're still reading this blogpost then CONGRATULATIONS !!! You have finally reached the end of this post. Yes, the last day. I had already seen it coming.. the day was finally here o.o (well 'the day' was inevitable but I just thought I would make it sound more dramatic) Anyway, Kat drove us (Jund, Sel, Hannah and I ) down to LCCT, which I must add is definitely not the most glamorous way to leave/migrate but if its just for another short trip.. who cares. If you are migrating however, I definitely suggest KLIA for a more spectacular and memorable farewell :P Now back to my last train of thought.. yes we arrived and checked in and played the ukulele all the way through the airport with much ease until we didn't feel very 'prosperous' any more. Yeh thats right. I"M FUNNY . No not really. I just thought the.. THE prosperity burger needed some sort of introduction.. I guess I was wrong.. I'm sorry :(
This last rant is already longer than I planned... Lets get to the point. After a wonderful last supper I said my goodbyes and there ended another special trip back to Malaysia :) but I will be back.. I guess it still and always will feel like home.
Another aeroplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky, I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home
Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home
(I took a week to come up with this post. So appreaciate it -.-)
Also special thanks to the Tan fam (U.Kim Sing, A.Cindy, Liesl, Kat, Jon) for being as awesome as ever and putting up with me/slob for those 3 weeks :)
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