Alright, I sort of missed my flight on Saturday so I'm still hanging around in KL. Some said I cheated their feelings for making them came for my farewell last Wednesday; I say I love you guys too much I don't wanna leave.
Having friends around who love eating makes me fat. I'm like 4 months preggar now, very gross I must say. Then I've this list of restaurants that I 'have -to' visit before I leave and when I return next month. I really wanna come back earlier in January but I don't know if I should take the offer. I think I'm falling in love with KL all over again. A place that I've lived for 23 years before my heart betrayed her for Melbourne.
Thinking of boarding the plane makes me depressed again, but I know this feeling won't last for long when I'm back in Melbourne.