Raya in PJ. Hectic. i forgot when i last rayaed in PJ. or keningau for that matter. PJ=my moms side. and she has billions of relatives. her cousins and aunties and dunno what. and these people have children, who were actually very little when i last saw them. when they came for our open house that day, they were all towering above me. i didnt eat that much. i have learnt self control, and excercised the habit to go potty every morning.

now, typing this with the view of the twin towers (my parents and brother have gone to the biomalaysia thingy and left me to mooch around), i am kinda thinking of my work options. before this i said i wanted to work in kl/selangor, cos i could either live with my granma or in bangi. then after coming back, i was feeling comfortable at home, and wanted to stay at home and work in kk. but i guess god has other plans for me. maybe i am destined to live away from home?

i have yet to sign anything, but if all goes well, i might be starting a job soon. not anywhere i've lived before, so a new adventure of discovery for me. the only consistency it has to the other places i've lived at away from the family is that it is near a large body of water.