i like the feeling of being home, the place of no pretense, no suffocating feeling of having to please anyone else other than yourself, the adrenaline-pumping feeling of shouting "I'M HOME!!" while running up the stairs like an over-excited puppy, and the warm feeling of seeing the familiar and much missed faces of the ones i love. but hui's voice was not here to welcome me this time :( i miss her sharp "OJIO!" tone...
dinner aboard aeroline, amazing fried bee-hoon and cocktail sausages with milo. with jean-paul sartre accompanying me during the first half of the journey. ha, very interesting, sarcastically.
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