I keep refreshing the page thinking a new post would appear before me. Obviously, it doesn’t work that way. Neither do a lot of other things.

I’m 20 years and 6 days now. How am I feeling?

Like that plastic bag in this photo

I can’t wait for the weekend. It’s all I ever look forward to nowadays. And that’s saying something. Something bad.

I need a break. A longer one than the 8 hours I get in between days.

Someone please halt the time.

Or destroy every clock/watch in the world so we’re all oblivious to the passing time.

Should’ve wished for that for my 20th birthday.

Darn it.

Now I am almost an adult and have to live like one.

Care to shine the light, anyone?

Finally a proper post! Well, sort of.

We’ve been planning this for weeks, but it’s either something always came up or someone always backed out, so we only made it to Melaka last weekend. Last weekend as in 2 days ago, when it was still Saturday and sunny and pretty and happy. Now it’s Monday and everything has become gloomy all of a sudden (although it is still sunny now I bet it’ll rain soon because I’m doing my laundry and it always rains when I decide to do my laundry FML =.=).

For some unknown reason we decided to stay overnight in Melaka although there wasn’t really much to do there. Oh well at least that’s one night less in JB! I shouldn’t be complaning about that, should I?

Since I went with better photographers this time, I have more, better photos!

So I’ll just leave you guys with some photos while I decide whether to post the rest on Facebook or here.

Taken at the zoo on the 2nd day. I should win an award for being the most inappropriately dressed for the zoo wth. But you can’t really blame me for packing that because I never really intended to go to the zoo because I’m not a big fan of animals. The only animal that attracted me was this…

for obvious reasons wth.

Jun Yet with the remains of A Famosa, which I found out was just right next to Jonker Street =.=

Me against the wall

Grace & I at St Paul’s Hill. I think all the stair-climbing at the hospital did me some good. I wasn’t panting like the school kids that decided to visit the place that day. Although, they ARE school kids after all.

Random photo at the Baba House, which we wanted to stay at but was fully booked! Along with all the other rustic looking hotels around

With the awesome people *cough cough* who made the trip a fun albeit super tiring. We all bought really cheap hats! Except for Jun Yet

It’s time to read more for PBL *yawns*

And the stupid washing machine hasn’t finished washing my clothes! Argh damn you idiotic temperamental ancient machine! SPINNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!

That’s all!

Two months ago I formulated everyday posts to be posted here, commemorating the 19 days before my journey as a 19-nager ends. When April came I was busy rushing an assignment, preparing for bedside and raiding the wards to look for a COPD patient to clerk. I’d even forgotten that 1 April was April Fool’s Day and spent the entire day not even TRYing to fool anyone. No surprise I forgot to post here every other day.

My birthday’s coming in exactly 2 weeks time and I don’t think I”ve dreaded any birthday like this one. It sucks to be stuck in JB. In the wards, in the hospital, in a constrained, political, polluted world. It sucks to grow old. It sucks to see life uncensored and realise that you’ve grown out of the rating you’re comfortable with. It sucks to grow old.

Oh wait. I think I’ve said that before.

All I need now is a good long undisturbed sleep from which I won’t have to wake up feeling guilty inside. And a break from all the fake smiles and conniving creatures around me.

Where can I find a one way ticket for this holiday? And how much will it cost?