81\\ Dear UK

I know exactly how overdue this post is, but just so you know... Hey, I've graduated!

After many years of tumble and fall, I finally did it. I have one of the greatest year in my life in UK, not anything near productive, but all is well. A year has gone by, and you will be surprised how things can be so different. I always know how independent and strong-minded I am, but I'm afraid of changes. I was really nervous before going to UK, I have a better-than-average life in Malaysia, I have my family and friends here, I don't need to cook or even buy groceries on my own, I basically don't need to do anything; lazy AF. But things got different in UK, you never know how independent you are until you have no one to depend on but yourself. Mama was a lil overwhelmed when I get almost everything done by myself during the trip. But to make it clear, I always know what to do, it's just that I don't do it, because I'm lazy like that (there's difference between don't know and don't want). However, I'm still the pro in procrastination. Heh!

Thank you, mama. For giving me the best. I wouldn't have such great opportunity to study in UK if it wasn't for you.
The trios, for being there when I needed them. I miss those late night drinking games, midnight steamboat, singing and doing squats in the kitchen. Thanks for 'saving me', and I just have to make it clear again that I did not ever attempt suicide. But thank you. Believe it or not, I miss you guys a lot.
And thanks for all the free stays that I've been offered when I have nowhere to go, in Hatfield, Bristol, Newport and Breckon. And everyone else name not mentioned.

I don't know what have I done the past life to deserve all these positive vibes, but I'm really grateful for each and everything I have now. (:

p/s: being back home now, I really do miss the total freedom I had in UK. Don't get me wrong, I love being home, but having the idea that there's always someone checking on you (have you clean this, have you done that), that's the part I don't quite enjoy, and I secretly wish to rent a house out there and have my things all over the places, laying in the bed for ever, not taking shower... ok, getting gross. wtf. never mind. Anyway,

Dear UK,
Thanks for all the memories. ♥

x, jo.