I just came back from a holiday and my mind is whirling with the excitment of all the events from the trip. It was my virgin trip alone and that experience alone made a mark in my life. I think Singapore is too small and routined for my liking. I love Singapore, cross my heart and hope to die. I guess I am more independant when there is no one for me to depend on. I got to meet Flora and her family, and to experience life in a very slow paced setting. The simplicity above all the hustle and bustle in Singapore took me 2 days to get used to. I actually feel that time crawls in Sabah. The timberland after 4 hours of bumpity ride on the road, the number of palm trees that is beyond imagination, the weather, the people... Everything seems like a dream that I am so reluctant to let it go. I am so worried that once I sleep, I will forget some parts of the experience. That explains my inertia to go to bed.

I made 2 new friends from US on my way back. I would say that is the highlight of the whole trip because I was the one who approached others. It is amazing how we share the same interest and thoughts. On top of all the difference in physical appearance and accent, we just click. Life is so amazing and I think God is at work. Our perceptions towards life, religion, culture... Now everything just felt like a dream. I am amazed by myself for going out to dinner and returning home real late just to spend some time with 2 people that I know less than 24 hours. I probably wouldn't even do that for any others that I know for 2 years if they are not worthed it.

Life has never been that exciting. I feel like I am given a chance to be born again.