I feel like blogging today so here I am. No idea whatsoever but at the end of this post I know I would have blogged anyway. It's 1 more day to go and surprisingly I'm excited. Of the fact that I'll be travelling on my own and it shall be the beginning of many more travelling escapades. Of the freedom that I've always, always wanted.

I love to travel but sadly I hate to fly. I know I have to overcome this shitty fear of mine. But working in an aviation company doesn't necessarily make me feel more assured and does not, at all, give me any sense of comfort. Why? Because I know, and am very much aware, of the dangers and how accidents occur.

So as always, I let the paranoia get the better of me. Not much bothered by a friend's psychosomatic behaviours because I'm mentally prepared for it already. So I'll just cringe and laugh at whatever that's gonna come out from her mouth. Hopefully the annoyance will be kept at bay. Else I would skyrocket myself out of Malaysia.

(Either that, or we skyrocket her out of Malaysia. Heh.)

Can't believe she ask me how I fold my clothes and whether they'll be crumpled. Eh??? I felt like I'm a contestant in Jeopardy. But it's ok. Everybody has to start somewhere I guess. Just for her info anyway, I told her not to bring towels cos hotels do provide towels. And she went, "Oh ya ah... heheh so selenge... I feel like I'm going swimming."

Err... ok.

Haha. There you go. My one and only funny friend. Well, I'm in a good mood today. No idea why tho' a lil sleepy. Mother has been very nice to me. Shall buy her a nice outfit when I get my bonus and treat the whole family with some worthy meal.

Just somethin' small.



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