I have succumbed to some kind of "I-miss-the-beach" flu.
Which is actually the "I-wish-people-would-leave-me-alone" flue...
Which is actually another type of flu I'm not admitting to.
Yeah!

Classes start in a few days and I'm quite pissed that I might have to do an extra term for elective. There's going to be a mighty terrific row if I see the idiotic Bala and his inability to make a proper schedule. I'm supposed to go to either Melbourne or Sydney next year in February damnit!

I forgot to add that I want to have travelled the whole of Malaysia before I reach 30. What's the point of being worldly when you don't know anything about your place of origin? Kan?