The chinese new year is in approximately 10 minutes and I've already collected today a fair share of support funds for abroad. In about a week, I know I'll be terribly homesick, sick missing the new year buzz, gatherings and those late-night marauding to bars with the people I'll equally miss.
One box of belongings has already found its way to Melbourne. And thats it, nothing else seems to be going just yet. I really thought It'd be easy, this whole packing up and leaving, leave out all the rest and start afresh. I really thought my persistence and determination to move on was impenetrable. Now I lay, emotionally even more attached to lets just say 'home'.
I bet thegirlfriend feels almost the same way too. Comfortingly, I have her with me until hann, melpong and that cousin of mine arrives later on in the month.
So far, work hasn't really been all too enjoyable without kelvin around anymore. But whoever's left makes attending to unscrupulous customers a little less of a hassle. Most of them customers aren't even worth as much as the clothes on their backs judging by the way they are. Its a common problem in Malaysian society. Staggering amounts of people who feel shop assistants of any sort are a rung below customers, or that because we serve therefore we are without ambition, direction or a future. Shame on you.
I know my colleagues will be missed.
6 days until I leave and BradJinn productions might be in the works again. I hope I've the capabilities to have 2 farewells, another day's work and one more night out.
Then I'll put my head to rest.
Jinny
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