The Summary

Dad is back after almost 2 months in China. We picked him up from LCCT on Sunday afternoon. Because a GT race competition was going on in Sepang, we had to take a big round circling the airport. The best part was the road just outside the tarmac fencing. We could see airplanes lifting off beside us, the control tower and the lights. It was really beautiful and a sight to behold.

We waited for almost an hour before dad finally emerged behind the glass doors. There were a few false alarms from mom; she couldn't recognise her hubby after merely 2 months. Whilst waiting, I saw a mom waving excitedly at her kids and husband when they came out of the departure hall. She went up to them and gave her sons a peck on the cheek. For that brief moment I was reminded of how airports used to feel like when I was a child. I remember waiting in the airport for my mom who went on a holiday in Europe when I was about 13. That anticipation. Have we lost the thrill because of the frequent flying these days?

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Right before we departed for the airport, we went for a quick lunch in a restaurant. While waiting for my food, I saw a man at the table next to ours praying. He had his hands clasped tightly in front of him, above his bowl of rice. His lips mouthed something only he knew. He prayed quite a long meal prayer. I watched him pray and told myself; I don't even pray for every meal, let alone pray so long. His other family members were already hungrily stuffing themselves with food. I assumed that his family members aren't believers of his faith and I could relate his situation to mine. That scene was amazing. It felt like God was in the restaurant amidst the Sunday lunch rush and that young man appeared to be so consciously praying that he looked set apart, like how Christians are set apart for His glory.

He reminded me not to take seemingly little things for granted. I thank God for providing me food on the table, socks for my feet, warm bed at night and so many more that I can't count.

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As the day draws nearer for me to leave, the urgency resurfaces. The urgency to do wacky things with friends whom I might never see again. JC and I was talking on the way home and the idea of touching the 4 corners of Peninsula Malaysia came up. It was inspired by an article I read about two friends who cycled to the 4 corners in 50 over days. They're Malaysians btw and boy they have strong legs. Since we're perfectly unfit city students and are having time contraints, driving became the next best option. Hopefully it works since I can't sleep over in KLIA anymore due to the flu.

I took a break from the library, lied down on the ground, and lifted my legs.

All talk of fun but not studies from me eh? Surprisingly, I have been reading the textbook almost everyday the past month thanks to my nerdy friend Jessica Loke. She has helped me fill the studying part since all I do is talk of studying but never actually doing it. And I've of course filled the fun part in her since fun wasn't really all that fun before I came in the picture. Haha I know I know. Weeeee!

The nerdy and the not so nerdy.

It rained again tonight as it rained beautifully yesterday morning. Oh and looking at this most recent pic of myself, I had a haircut! The shortest hair ever. Here's a short clip on my nerdy friend.

So what else? Oh yeah, back to history textbook.