Of Being Myself

Am going to Kota Kinabalu, Sabah today until 25th April. Don’t know why I’m not that excited. My friend booked the backpacker hostel, with an attached bathroom(phew!) which mean I do not have to share the bathroom with a bunch of strangers. Scary idea. Being much more adventerous person that I do, my friend suggested water rafting. Not so sure if we going for the Kiulu River or Padas River for that water activity. It’s of no doubt risky and scary. I did doubt for awhile if I want to do this or not. We can’t really predict when it comes to river, the water current and the unpredictable situation you may faced sitting in a raft. Is that what you called it? Well, I really don’t know. And I am taking the risk. I trust that in life, risk is necessary to outgrow your fear.

Anyway, thanks to my good friends, we had dinner tonight, sort of celebrating me going off. Though I will only be going for about 6 days, I would treat it to celebrate Bubu’s farewell as well for about 2 months, going to Mongolia again. Ah.. 2 months of silence. “We promised we be good and won’t be going out without you BuBu, like you always said, Incomplete without you.” Hey, this is applicable to the rest of the gang too yeah, don’t get me wrong. Hahaha…

Flight is 7am, and now it’s nearly 1am. Packed the clothes,but other miscellenous things still pending here. Maybe just not that excited. Perhaps, didn’t get enough sleep the day before. Ah..panda eyes. Oh well, better get a few hours sleep better than no sleep…

Hope everything turns out okay.