Spewing words

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Owh how I am the sucker for my own comfort zone in Sarawak.

I guess I have always been disliking the living in an urban setting. I guess that all these while growing up in KL/the Klang Valley that I have never experienced the other life, so when I stayed in Kuching for the past (almost) 2 years, I have been sucked into the comfortable life there. In a good way.

Yes it was quite pathetic of me when I first started out. Case in hand: buying a bottle of Rumah Panjai (industrial manufactured langkau) and finished half of the content on Friday night and the rest on Saturday night. Alone. In to my apartment.

So as I finally have a comfortable life -the availability of car from generous friends, you know who you two are, a local girlfriend, (two) watering holes, drinking buddies and gossip mongers, a punk rock network and substantial network node for punk band tour stop, a (relatively) substantial DIY Punk blog, village hangouts, nearby langkau shop etc etc etc, it’s about time to go, albeit temporarily, back to the city that seems so alien to me now.

Like I said before, yes, I am excited to start studying again, but at the same time really saddened with the fact that I have to leave my dearest here- and coping it with self-denial here. But just as things kicked-off for me here.  I know it will not be the same when I come back. Her, maybe. One of my best mate will or will no be here (pun intended), another might be pursuing his papers elsewhere and of course it is futile to expect things to remain the same- as if frozen and thawed back when I am back just for me. The cliché goes that the only thing constant is the change.

I am at home now, sipping my dad’s God-knows-how-old cognac with the company of my sister’s dog, who patiently waiting or her to be back from yet another yuppie outing somewhere. Poor dog, The loyalty and the pain of waiting for someone you love just to get their short span attention and affection.

I am going to look for a place to stay somewhere near to the university. With a healthy distance (to quote my friend whom I have just met- the distance that is far enough that you don’t feel like slacking and go back for afternoon nap but yet near enough to drive and don’t feel far-so that my plan to holed up in the library on daily basis would materialize.

I am just spewing words here- without anything substantial to say, doing the Twitter thing of talking to everybody and nobody at the same time.

I have plans to run a literature distro soon at KL, hopefully it would work, as there is a scarcity of literature around- though I think that would be using up a substantial (third time I used this word in this posting) amount of money and no to mention time too. But I guess I always need things to do and to busy myself with. It would be interesting though.

On other note, unless I really could find the way, which I doubt, I wouldn’t be able to cycle to school like I used to (to work and to school before that).  Which saddens me a little, like a part of me inside died. But it’s just temporarily- I would continue cycling when I am back to work after my studies, Promise *pinky finger promise with pinky form left and right hand* .

I miss you babe. I can’t wait for Miri.

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Written by yuenkokleong

May 26, 2009 at 1:17 am

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  1. come come! I already bought almond chocolate chip cookies for your arrival! Will stock up on some mineral water too! And all you ever gotta do for me is… *ahem* … see pai pai… chiaw kai kai…

    sourmilk

    May 26, 2009 at 6:01 pm

  2. Lagu ini ditujukan kepada kamu berdua..ngga tau ada kaitan tapi saya teringatkan kamu berdua semasa dengar lagu ini.
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    Gustri

    May 31, 2009 at 2:47 pm

  3. yarabi, depress nya post ini…

    langkau

    June 6, 2009 at 4:50 pm

  4. Thank you Gustri.

    Ya Langkau, saya emo.

    Thanks for them cookies! Too bad we left the ice cream on the fridge..

    asparagus

    June 6, 2009 at 6:37 pm


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