let's get rich and buy our parents homes in the south of france

the checklist is 50% completed so far. but nothing truly feels real yet. no, i guess it won't feel real until the moment i get the flight ticket showing the date and time. or maybe not even then.

more than half of the year has gone by, and i've just been idle all this while, yet time passed so quickly. it hardly even feels like 7 months, but there it is. 7 months have passed and i'm approximately 24 days away from leaving.

bittersweet. i guess that's what most people feel. slightly more to the bitter side for now. i'm gonna miss so many things here, and with every day that passes, i don't know why, but i just feel anxious. the moment i get slightly excited, it quickly goes away and is replaced by some nostalgic feeling and i think of all the things i'm not going to have when i'm there.

i suppose i'm just emo about leaving malaysia. my home for the past 20 years. i don't know what to expect.

but i sure am glad i'm not going to be alone. :)