Kuching Today

I am having a great time in Kuching but they say, all good things must come to an end. Yes, a part of it has ended today. My dear had just departed from Kuching not too long ago, back to where ever she should be going. I hate it whenever this happens. I have never liked the feeling of separation and never will.

I always get this nostalgic feeling whenever someone I love leaves me, be it my family member or anyone else dear to me. This one was especially hard because we spent quality time together and went to places together. Thinking of it now makes me feel blue. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed my time with her, it’s just that I now miss the time we spent together. Thanks to my work nature, I was also literally cursing everyday, since day one she was here.

I get nostalgic even before the day of departure. The day of departure itself is hard. I have not much of a mood left in me to enjoy myself. The thought of having to be separated in a matter of hours just gets to me. The airport itself looks nice and enticing if I am just there for the fun of it or if I know I am on my way for a vacation. When it comes to sending people off, the view of the airport itself is just depressing.

As I carried her luggage to the check in counter, all I could think of was to get her checked in first, since it was running a lil late. Thank god, the process was a breeze. Oh, and the airport smelt of salted fish. Now, which smart alec brought salted fish to the airport or was someone smelling like salted fish? HMMMM…

Not wanting anymore of that smell, we proceeded to Eraman for some fresh perfume smell. Yeap, definitely smelt better. She wanted to check on the Ralph Lauren perfume and the sales lady was a bitch.

“Come come, I’ll do it for you, you’ll spoil the spray nozzle later…”

Bitch, I have been using perfume all my life and the nozzles are all the same. You don’t tell me I’ll spoil the nozzle. I’ll slap the living daylight out of you if I could. For the sake of courtesy, I shall not curse in this post but that bitch is really getting on my nerves. The moment she said that, I left the shop immediately.

We lingered around the airport a little, quite reluctant to be separated. I had a lot of things to tell her, but I just couldn’t find words for them. I was practically quiet the few minutes we were lingering at the airport. All I could do was look at her and said how fast time passed and how everything had come to an end so fast.

The I saw the aircraft landing and it was a sign that she should be boarding. Still reluctant to be separated, we sticked around a while longer until the aircraft was parked at the tarmac. After that, as reluctant as I was, I told her it was time to board as I didn’t want her to miss her flight.

I walked her to the departure hall and I gave her a long, tight hug. I was beginning to feel really emotional. I bid her Bon Voyage. I saw her eyes getting teary and my heart was starting to cry as well. I felt very heavy hearted as I looked into her eyes. Trying to remain calm and macho, I refrained from dropping even a single drop of tears. I waved her good bye as she went through the security check and disappeared into the hall. I won’t deny the fact that I felt very emotional the moment she left me, because that would be a complete lie.

I went outside the terminal and watched her queue for boarding, still reluctant to leave the airport. As the plane left the terminal after all passengers boarded and took onto the skies, I walked to my car, still not used to the fact that I am all alone. As I looked at the airport one last time, I drove off with the nostalgic feeling. I now know how it feels when people lose someone they love, forever. It’s a really sad feeling and it is at times like this, I wish I had all the money in the world and almost everything would be virtually possible.

As I am writing this now, I am still feeling really blue and this is the only place I can voice it out. Alas, I am going to retire from the online world for now and get some fresh air to make myself feel better. Take care peepz! Till then, cheers!

Nostalgic

Right, this is a lame post but I was just wondering if any reader feels the same way I do. Everytime my loved one leaves me or when I leave them, I always get this nostalgic and sad feeling. It feels like as if I have just lost someone important to me. I have always been like that since young. Whenever my parents left my brother and I alone in Kuching when they went travelling, I would be all moody because I hate the feeling of being separated from them. Right, call me a homie, whatever.

You know, that is just so NOT true! I have came to realize that I miss virtually anyone close to me whenever I get separated from them but the feeling doesn’t last though. Perhaps it is due to the fondness of someone or something that makes me feel this way. I also feel the same when I have to leave the comfort of my own home in Kuching for KL. You see, I am so used to the comfort of my own home that the thought of leaving it and going to a shithole is just not helping.

Everytime I have to leave Kuching for work in KL, I’ll be in no mood on the day of travel itself. No it’s not a day or two of travel but rather, almost 4 months. I already start feeling this way even a day before travel. It all returns to normal after a day anyway. Even during CNY when my parents came over to KL, I felt the same thing the day they left KL, but I was fine the next day. I recently felt the same way again when my love left me.

This probably is my weak point but then again, it probably is my good point. Depending on how you look at it, it might be a good thing. I personally feel that it’s a bad thing since it makes me feel down. I get over it pretty fast though, and that is a good thing. That is not to say I don’t care for the things or person I love, I do.

Oh well, like I said, this is a lame post, so I am just gonna stop right here. Take care guyz.

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Life After CNY Celebration

First off, a very Happy Chinese New Year to all readers of my blog. May the year of the golden boar bring lots of good fortune to all of you (me included). Leave me a comment and tell me what you did during CNY. I’d be most glad to read them.

As for me, my family flew over to KL and I did not return to Kuching for celebration. There is a reason to that though. Let’s just say, it has been a tradition for my family to get out of hometown during CNY. I know it’s weird, don’t ask me why but that is just the way we like it. So, I’ll leave it at that.

My CNY this year is subtlely different in the sense that it feels different, the mood is different. Probably because I am working now. Instead of enjoying the new year like I would any other years, I felt obliged to complete a certain tasks before I could have my enjoyment.

Let me tell you students out there, if there is one thing I learned, that would be study hard, enjoy your time while you still can and enjoy your new years while you still can. When you step into the working world, there is no such thing as new year anymore. Everyday feels the same. Even to the last day before celebration, you can’t feel it, not unless you let go of that workload and start celebrating like nobody’s business.

There is no such thing as having a 2 weeks break for CNY. No, time isn’t that flexible anymore. I was once a student and I know how great it felt to be able to get all the flexibility and what’s best was the fact that I get 3 months of summer holidays. Now, I can only dream about a 1 week break, let alone 3 months! Oh well, I guess that’s just life.

As you might have noticed, it’s all text again this time, yes, because I don’t camwhore a lot. Besides, I am all nostalgic now so I can forget about pictures. I just got back not too long ago from the Low Cost Carrier Terminal (LCCT) sending my family off. I am in a state of mixed emotion now. Not that I cannot live without my family, I can. It is the fact that I just got reunited with them for barely a week and before I even get to sit down and have a proper talk with them, they’re gone.

I have to say, I am extremely glad and happy to be able to be reunited with my family on this occasion and I am definitely glad my parents and I went to Starbucks last night and had a great chat over a cup of Cuppachino. Afterall, this is what Chinese New year is all about, reunion with your family and having a great time. Now that they are gone, I feel time is too short when we are enjoying and it’s always long when we are doing our routines.

Now that my parents are back to Kuching and I have exhausted my 3 days leave, I will be back to work tomorrow morning. As much as I hate to work, I guess it’s just life and I am gonna start being more positive starting tomorrow. I am gonna be an idealist. Being positive is the only way for me to attain a better and happier life.

Anyway, so much for my grumbling. Enough of that already, I am off now and Happy Chinese New Year to you guys again!!!

Fate

Another boring, useless and a no brainer’s post, so ignore it if you wanna. Yea, the photos are dated, but standing on the balcony of the condo I am living in, looking down at the mamak stalls and the pool, I just can’t help but start thinking about my fate.

Sometimes I wonder if it really pays to believe in fate. I mean, I am a hardcore believer in fate yet sometimes, I wonder, if there is anything I can actually do to change fate. Being fated, most of the time, things do not go the way you want them to. So it is under circumstances like that you feel like changing fate.

Then again, I cannot say fate hadn’t brought me anything good. I mean, fate has brought me here to KL to work. Fate has also introduced me to friends that I thought I would have never known. For all I know, fate would eventually also bring me my counterpart in the near future. I never know.

Then again, fate had also caused me to lose my wallet. Fate had also caused me to wipe out the whole database in my company and fate had also dictated that I do not have a back up copy of the database I just wiped out. I would have quitted my current job about less than a month from now but fate dictated other wise.

It’s ironic how everything seems to be fated and in place. Some people were fated to die early and some fated to live a longer life. It seems as if our whole course of life has been predetermined and that there is nothing we can really do about it. We can attempt whatever we like to change our course of life but as fated, the outcome will still be the same.

I thought of opening a savings account with Hong Leong bank but finally decided on Maybank only to be told “I am sorry Sir, we do not allow opening of accounts with a temporary IC.” As you can all see, I am still clearly pissed at the classic, smart alec, brainless answer given to me. I finally reverted back to opening a Hong Leong bank account. Fated? You all be the judge.

It’s also ironic how when you are thinking about something or someone, god just seems to want to remind you about the things or person you’re thinking about. Where ever you go, you just seem to notice bits and pieces of things that relate to the thing or person you’re thinking. I have been thinking about this one person quite a lot lately, and where ever I go, I just seem to be reminded of that person. Things that weren’t there, or rather weren’t noticed before, just suddenly pop up before me and keep reminding me of the person. Coincidence? I just don’t buy it.

Life seems to be revolving around fate and my fate isn’t exactly good. So tell me guys, what is there to be done in order to change fate?