.Don't Celebrate Just Yet.

I've been told how much I look like my dad. Correction. I sense the similarity between us minus the whole technology-era-thing which he's still resisting to follow.

And yes, now that you've know, I'm back in KL for 2 weeks and so far, it's been a good start. Let me show you how awesome it was upon my arrival.

Scenario 1:

Dad picked me up from the airport at 6.30am and one of the things he told me, "You need to do some house cleaning..."

Mom's away on vacation in Europe and dad's been surviving at home. Nuff said, you need a woman in the house.

Scenario 2:

Mom told me she left some money in my drawer. I happily searched my whole room, wondering where she had left the money as there were no specific details in WHICH DRAWER! Atlas, I found it tucked into a small pouch in a corner of the drawer. Treasure hunting much?

Scenario 3:

Training's been awesome. Lessons on the other hand...nah but I like the confidence I'm getting during sparring session minus the nearly-sprained-ankle incident which left a little bruising pain.

Scenario 4:

I'm content in seeing familiar faces and people greeting me for my homecoming. *Shra, Chui, Mel, Pao, I think you might have figured why...but don't spam my wall or my cbox.lol*

Scenario 5:

I got a new mask because people have been saying the eligibility of my old mask being in a mask museum is beyond out of words. Now I'm all left with deciding to have a new electric jacket or not.

So I'll be leaving on Wednesday to embark my journey in Malacca. Sadly, dad's leaving on Mon for his conference. But it's been a fair 3 days daughter-father bonding. Secrets and truth have revealed. ho ho ho.

I superlike the idea of how he told me, "It's just between you and me."