
I'm home again and I'll be moving to Puchong in a week time. I don't know about my feelings inside. I suddenly just don't feel anything. I hate moving here and there, to be honest. I've had the experience and it was tiring and exhausting plus complicated.
In 2000.
It was hard to mingle with the Penangites. The accent. The attitude. Everything. Back in KL before ( when it was 2000), I was never used to 'kau-aku' when I speak to others. People accepted me as the niece of The VP of Student's Affairs in school. And I had a few friends that I could rely on those days. But once I was in Penang, everything was like so hard. I only had a friend - Zati. And she's very nice. It's not that the community, it's me! I just don't feel welcomed. It was very complicated. However, thanks to everyone, I had my time. And it's a very good one. I don't usually smile when I get to think about it but it was beautiful.
I accept this whole ' moving thingy' as the phase of life. And right now, I'm back to my beloved place of birth. And I just need to accept it, and go on with it.
:) - Ruzaini, perhaps we can meet each other someday. You live in BK too, right?


