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I love designing, I doooo... I hope I never have to throw that bit away from me :/


Ooo chocolates.

Last Friday till Wednesday, Simon and I were in Penang:
Allo.

Going back home to Penang last week was a nice thing to do. Everytime I'm somewhere on that little island (especially while driving, it always has to be on the road somehow) I feel like the entire island's a holiday getaway, where people are as happy as their sun tanned skins and their stays as temporal as mine. It's a lot of eating, excited chatter with family and old friends, exchanging latest updates; presenting souvenirs and all. The reason why the island always has a holiday feel to me is probably because I only go home when I'm on one myself. And that's probably also why I tend to be dragging my feet when it's time to return to wherever (mostly back to Selangor, unless if it was returning back to Cyberjaya, the intelligent city of tumbleweeds... then I'd be holding on to my dad's legs for dear life and begging him to order the college term to start in 2 years) when my holiday's up on my happy island.

Everytime I go back I'm fed with nostalgic bits of growing up in Penang and being there my entire life, of what it'd be like if I were to have continued living there - doing things and going places where and how I've always been doing for forever. I love the strong sense of familiarity and knowing places/stretches of road on the island. When everything looks so deliberate, meant-to-be and set just like how it's always been for its dwellers and me. Everything looks like how it should look like (at least for the places where little change has happened); I have zero awkwardness on how the streetlights are arranged or how the roads bend and no curiosity about the sights I see along the roads I travel daily on... I just love how I don't feel like I'm still getting used to being there or that I still have to get used to it. I've been in KL for a little over 3 years, and I still feel like a visitor or a pimple on a nose. And now that I think about it, I'm pretty much like a visitor whenever I'm back in Penang too - where I'm just treading lightly in beach slippers and a summer outfit.

:/


Thinking that I'll be renewing years of life in KL and slowly adorning the title given by folks in Penang as the 'Penang girl who now prefers the more fast-paced city life of KL' makes me afraid of what it's like to trade that unmistakeable love I have for home for a feeling of fondness somewhat towards a place I'm still trying to settle into. It's not like I feel odd here, I just feel like I'm still a long way from being permanent resident.

And what more, the blessing of having my family and Snoopy (who is aging.. Oh God please let him live another 10 human years. I will be eternally grateful) all under one roof in that little ol' house of mine on the prairie. Island.


But it's allll gooood.


I am addicted to Nacho Libre... Simon and I.


PS-> We fell very sick (all kinds of fever plus all kinds of mucas and phlegm) halfway through Penang (sucked, but would've sucked even more if we hadn't watched Nacho Libre EVERY DAY, regardless of our health condition) and we're sorta recovering. Except I developed some sort of allergy towards a mystery something and since then I've got disgusting spots on my legs and some on me arms and face (sucks but thanks to Nacho, I still feel like I can love myself inspite of the spots).
Going to see a skin specialist tomorrow. They are also known as dermatologists or philantropists.


Nachoooooooooooooooo XoOXxOoXXoOx