Return of the prodigal student

Its good to be back. Sort of.

Its nice to have people greeting me with, 'Eh, dah balik!!!' happily. Its nice to see familliar faces around me, its nice to have friends bursting over to tell tales of their own travel adventures and hear stories of my own.

The Village is buzzing with life today, now that everyone's back from Kelana Convoy, tired but happy. I got souvenirs from them, happy happy. ^_^

And Shin Yee got me lovely dark chocolate. Me likey.

I actually got back to Plymouth on Saturday. But stayed at the city with a few friends. Raymond came down to Plymouth with Yi Duan for a match, and they invited me to join them for dinner and drinks with friends in the city, and I joined them la.

And met my first other chinese Malaysian friends in Plymouth, Wong and Hung-koh.

We went for lovely chinese food at New Spring Garden, had curried paiquat, kangkong, a soup, and a deepfried yam thingy with seafood veggies in the middle, damned sedap man. And the waitressed wahhh... dunno beauty pageant or modelling agency or what, damned chun pakai cheongsam some more. I wanna be a waitress there also la! Can wear nice uniform... ooh!!!



Then we went to a pub for some drinks, these people had to tell ghost stories and I thought I saw something beside me and let out a shriek... damn paiseh man. Everyone was looking at this weird oriental girl who simply scream for no reason. Cheh.

I spent the night with them. We had an impromptu Mid Autumn Festival celebration of mooncakes, milo and Ipoh white coffee that my mom sent to me. Pictures are with Wong, so you guys have to wait a bit for it.

*edit* just got pictures!!











Stayed over at their place for the night and the next morning, Hung-kor fried rice and cheesy onions for us for breakfast and we had lovely lovely tea at Debenhams cafe. Their Peaches and cream ice blended is splendid. Hmmmm...



After that went back to Marjons lorr... discovered that I had 7 parcels waiting for me, one of them being the bolster my mom sent me!!! Yeayness. Others were just presents from friends who have been travelling around. I got a Roxy bag from Adele who's in Oz. And waiting for Raymond Woo to send me something *ahem*cough*cough*. The rest were books and dvds I ordered from Amazon. Sally was nice enough to take them from the Lodge for me and keep them. Loads of bills as well. Grrr...

Was not going to have dinner but then passed Munir's house and he invited me to have dinner with Farouk and him, so yeah, had taugeh, eggs, onion and mushroom rings, and assam pedas. Munir's a great cook. Although I like to comment on the way he cooks while he's cooking just to irritate him, haha. We spent some time talking in his room, playing the guitar, singing songs, then I talked to his girlfriend on the phone and we made him pretty uneasy giggling away like chimuis, haha. And Abul came back from work and joined us for awhile before excusing himself to pray.

It struck me how much I really miss them. I miss the time we spent together as a group. Our dinner sessions. Our talks with their layers and double entendres, and our sometimes serious sessions. I miss cooking for them, and singing songs with them, and just hanging out with them, watching movies or listening to music.

But I think...

Our friendship's back on track.

I hope.

I said goodbye to Kai... he's leaving for Kazakstan for good, but he promised to come to Malaysia to meet up and all that. Gave him a parting gift. Poor Doreen is going to be so sad. Allen will be waiting at Heathrow to send him off, so at least there's someone to comfort Doreen on the way back... sigh...

*auld lang syne*

After I went back to my room, I had some tea, read a book, called Munir and chatted again, and then got a call from Abul saying that his gf Ainna sent her regards and started chatting about nonsense again and before long, realised that my heater wasn't working (again) and that the mini heater that I had, well, there were sparks flying out of it! So rosak. Grrr... It was fucking cold, but never fear, Vish the ever genius slept with her hairdryer beside her so that can heat the bed up whenever she woke up because of the cold.

I still miss London though. I miss the hecticness. The liveliness.

Most of all, I miss the people.

Sue Yen. Ijun. Jason. Winson. Queen Sheng. Yi Duan. Raymond. James. Beng Beng. Kah Kit. Jim. Dave. Kenny.

Its only because of them that London is what it is to me.