Mixed feelings...~

Finally back at KL...

Thought I would be strong, but I was wrong..DANG!!!~ (I normally cry alone in my room when i've reached, but this time, I cried at the airport...!) -.-"

At least I felt good being back here..unlike previous times where I felt miserable and depressed..eheh..~

Oh wait....

I was soooo wrong..i'm feeling the same thing old over again..HOMESICK..~

Sigh....~

Today's like so messed up!

When I arrived at LCCT, I went to get my taxi coupon before the crowd started queuing up.

Then, obviously I went to wait for my baggage..mine came out quite late as usual.. -.-"

My trolley bag came out in the end, but my box never did! The couple who checked-in after me back in Kuching had a missing luggage as well.

How unfortunate, huh??

Sad enough already still need to go worry about my box..sheesh....!!

After reporting missing box  and getting all the details needed, I finally went to get my taxi. (Instead of being the first few to leave, I turned out to be the last to leave!) The arrival hall was TOTALLY EMPTY by that time! (but of course, taxi queue was super long, as usual..)

When I got back to my condo..I was so cheery..(if such a word exists)..and that was when I typed the first few sentences of this post..lol~

Now, I feel miserable!!! arghhh!!!! I don't know why I just can't seem to get use of coming back here..sigh sigh sigh............

and the stupid AirAsia Lost & Found counter didn't pick up the phone till after I called them for the millionth time. -.-" (and yes...they found my box..hehe..)

They are supposed to deliver it to me by tonight, and it's already 9pm...still no signs of them arriving..guess it's just how Malaysians work..

Talking about Malaysians, the freakin' lazy postman came back yesterday. Coincidentally, my mom's car was parked outside again and he was honking like some mad guy, refusing to get down from his bike. Geez......

Eventually, he had to get down and walk to my mailbox because my mom knew it was him and totally ignored him..haha!!

Well, actually I thought it was a registered mail this time, so I ran all the way from my room upstairs to the door, thinking that my mom didn't hear the guy outside. Unfortunately, I was too slow. By the time I opened the front door, the postman was already on his way to the letterbox with his totally grumpy and unfriendly face, stuffing the letters into the mailbox while muttering something under his breath...Malaysians.....FUH!!