Currently I am wide awake in bed at 4.30am, and I'm doing this all for the sake of the internet.
Hello. Nice to be back again.
During my period of absence, you would be please to know that i am now back in Malaysia the land I love, I have started my new job application (slowly but surely) and the husband had gone to work again.
But it's fine. I am coping. Despite the turmoil and unsteadiness of my life right now, I am emotionally intact. I will not give in to the fear of the unknown, the inferior feeling of having no career and jealousy watching all these people making it years ago while I was wrapped in the comfort of the Celtic life.
Sometimes I do wonder of what would've happen if I'd come back years ago. I'd probably have a house now, driving up to work in my blue Suzuki Swift and putting in indwelling peritoneal catheters like it 's child's play.
Anyhow, this is fine too. I have Mia-chan with me and I have MRCP for what it's worth (which probably is not much because I was told gazillions of people are walking with it nowadays. Damn. Why people have to be so smart)
But I haven't missed Ireland that much if not of the internet. I'm not sure if you can even call it that. There is no net if you're moving at a snail's pace, even at 4.30am!
And facebook, what good are you if there are no pictures! I need to see pictures!
Purseblog? Well...Bye Purseblog.
It'll be a while before the next post I think. I am not capable of staying up this late just to rant. It might be time for a diary.
