Chinese New Year beckons to me...I have to confess that I am already in the festive mood now, or else why am I sitting in my front of my computer and blogging? I'd be going back to Malaysia on Monday night and I'll probably be back by Friday night...which means that guys, I'd be free on Saturday to hang out with all of you. Anyway, its as if my soul has left my body....I can hear the explosives and the crackers going up to the sky! The bak gua, the nuts, the yusheng and all that...I swear I'm gonna stuff my face and put on a few more kilos. I need it anyway! =) Thats the great thing about being a guy...you can stuff your face and not worry.
I dread the journey back though...three hours will be a killer. And if the Causeway jams up...I don't wanna think what that would indicate. But sheesh, I think its a real small price to pay for getting to play with explosives and crisp morning air and all the relatives you get to interact. Ahhh...the indulgence! You can never get to play with these things in Singapore, and that is the Malaysian side I love to embrace. Come to think of it, it appears that I am the kampung boy, considering that Moses I have been bickering about it, and he lives in KL...and I Cha-ah. One you've heard over a million miles, the other virtually a dot on the Malaysian map.
And of course, the journey back is fraught with roadblocks, like accidents, road rages and of course, the perpetually present Malaysian Police who are out to make a quick buck or two by insisting that you drove over the speed limit and in response say, '50 ringgit, sama sama.' -bleargh-
Sigh...if only time will pass faster.
Nash
I dread the journey back though...three hours will be a killer. And if the Causeway jams up...I don't wanna think what that would indicate. But sheesh, I think its a real small price to pay for getting to play with explosives and crisp morning air and all the relatives you get to interact. Ahhh...the indulgence! You can never get to play with these things in Singapore, and that is the Malaysian side I love to embrace. Come to think of it, it appears that I am the kampung boy, considering that Moses I have been bickering about it, and he lives in KL...and I Cha-ah. One you've heard over a million miles, the other virtually a dot on the Malaysian map.
And of course, the journey back is fraught with roadblocks, like accidents, road rages and of course, the perpetually present Malaysian Police who are out to make a quick buck or two by insisting that you drove over the speed limit and in response say, '50 ringgit, sama sama.' -bleargh-
Sigh...if only time will pass faster.
Nash