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Epilogue

Posted September 18, 2008
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My Macau adventure was over two months ago.

A week after I returned home to Malaysia, I attended my convocation. Two weeks later, I started my first job.

I’m so far keeping in touch with three people: Ricky the Indonesian, Chennie and another girl from China.

I’ve not kept in touch with any of my Malaysian friends after this trip was over, and neither have they with me. (Told you it was pointless to have mended things.)

Would I go back? If the friends I made with then are going back, I would seriously consider it.

I feel like I’ve changed from this experience. I feel bitter and wary of people. I haven’t grown more independent back home, but now I think I have less fear if I were to travel by myself for a short period of time (say, travelling to Singapore by bus or something).

But I’ve also known people from other countries, people who can be a lot like me in many ways. I accomplished what I came here for, even though I had to do it alone. I didn’t lose weight, but my body was a bit more toned from all the walking. I was actually practising a healthier lifestyle there. I have a better appreciation of my family now, though I don’t think I quite demonstrate that yet on the outside…

In short, I did change. Some for the worse, some for the better

I’d like to thank you for reading about my first personal journey. Especially you, you and you, for reading and letting me know that you did. I appreciate that a lot. 🙂

I supposed this is the end of this blog…

Day 30

Posted September 17, 2008
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28 July 2008

Meals
Breakfast: McDonald’s Sausage & Egg Twisty Pasta
Lunch: Chicken hamburger (from the Library Cafe), prunes
Dinner: Fruits & asam laksa! Burnt my tongue off eating that

Expenses
$99 Beijing Olympics 2008 souvenir (tote bag)
$6 Bus fare
$18 Lunch
$16 Breakfast
$38 Excess baggage
Total $177 (RM74)

1910
KL Sentral

Today went to Senado Square again to get the tote bag I saw the other day but culdn’t but because the stall was closed. I went with Keyo because I felt bad he had to spend the whole weekend by himself. But withoutout BB, he gets on my nerves.He digs his nose as he pleases, something I find absolutely revolting. Also, he has the typical old man tendency of not listening when someone is speaking and often interrupts.

I decided to go to the airport with him because he’s alone and I can help him (he can’t speak broken Cantonese, I can). But when noon came (my flight was at half past one), he still didn’t return his room card to the university and spent another 20 minutes doing that. I told him about the procedure last Friday but obviously he didn’t listen… Needless to say, I was annoyed and stressed out because I had to check in by ten to one o’clock and I was still waiting for him by twenty past twelve. (I was still running a fever and had to walk down the hill from the campus to get a taxi from the taxi stand to drive up the campus because our luggage is too heavy and many to carry about in the hot afternoon sun.)

We made just in the nick of time. Fortunately, there wasn’t a long line to chick in our luggage. I was only one kilo overweight; that’s less than what I’ve brought to Macau! But this time I bought a backpack and used my tote bag as hand luggage to keep all the heavy books for my lecturer.

(Took my flight and reached the airport in Malaysia safely. Had to wait a bit for luggage to come, then I had to run to catch the bus to KL Sentral while my friends were picked up by their parents. Yeah, nobody waited for me at the airport this time.)

Now waiting for Father to fetch me home.

Day 29

Posted September 16, 2008
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27 July 2008
0745
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I did it! I went to Disneyland all by myself. Granted, I took a tour so it was the easier route, but I’d never had done that on my own if I were still in good, tolerable terms with them. But I’ve always I went on this trip purely for Disneyland, and I’m glad I didn’t let my dependency and fear of being alone stop me from doing what I want.

Yesterday, it was somewhat of a long wait before I finally reached Disneyland; around late morning, almost noon actually. In my mind it’s late but in truth it was more than enough because I was ready to drop off by dinnertime! I couldn’t because the bus only came at 9.45, after the closing fireworks.

Was it lonely roaming around a place teeming with people who came with friends or family, everyone except me? it was; I wished Ally could’ve been with me because she’s so good with me when I’m tired or cranky. But I did enjoy myself. The shows were amazing, though the rides are tamer than I expected. They’re still very good, though.

Even though I was lonely, there were parts of that I appreciated. First, I get to do whatever I want whenever I want. Second, I didn’t have to look out for friends or be afraid I’ll get separated from them in the crowd. Third, because I’m mentally prepared to do this alone, I actually enjoyed myself, to a level.

I was exhausted by the time the bus picked us up. I had to fight sleepiness and nausea all the way home. I reached the hostel at almost 1am. So tired, I didn’t even wash my face or brush my teeth. Just changed and dropped!

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Day 28

Posted September 15, 2008
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26 July 2008
0530
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Woke up at half past four because had to go to the toilet. Once hair is dry would be leaving for my real coming-of-age trip of sorts. Wel, it’s not really that real since in essence I just need to find the travel agent in Hong Kong and everything else should be taken care of.

So… this is the end. of the course, that is. A day I wished would come so that it’ll be closer to the day I really wish would come sooner.

I want to write some more, but I feel uneasy. I’m probably nervous going out of the island alone.

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Day 27

Posted September 14, 2008
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25 July 2008
0555
Hostel room

Today is the last official day of the course. We should be getting our certificates in class later. Then I guess it’s the usual picture-taking and impulsive-hugging and naive-wishing of going to the course next year. This is just a summer course, a study holiday – you don’t, if hardly ever, find lifelong friends in such places. We are too different and too far apart.

Yesterday, I picked up my tickets before Pintura class. And before that we had our exam, which is really a mock fashion show. I thought of creating a uniform for this summer course. It was very fun and silly, not like an exam at all. After that, the written test were just questions asking us about the fashion show – that’s it!

So, yes, my tickets. I’m nervous about going to Hong Kong on my own but it’s too late to turn back. I just have to go along crossing my fingers the entire trip.

Also, instead of my plan to get groceries one last time and my Internet fix, I went to the airport to see Dana the Thai off with other friends. Actually, I wanted to see what to do when I have to check in by myself on Monday. Turns out I find out that Keyo is having a flight just after mine, so we decided to go to the airport together. He talks too much, as all old people seem to do, but he is wise and nice and kind and he reminds me of Father in some ways. I think they would’ve enjoyed talking to each other if they ever met.

Then we took a cab back to the library, so I did get my Internet fix. After that, Ricky the Indonesian and Chennie (a Chinese girl I recently got close to in Pintura class) were by the side of the library, just talking about life and I joined in. It was really nice, something I sorely wanted with many people in this course. I don’t believe it’s all about sightseeing and shopping and making new friends when you join such a course.

This is my last art made in Pintura class.