Welcome back to me!! Just reached home todae n the time now is 8.12am. yah..most of u are still snoring in bed. Went to Johor yesterday wif my parents n my brother. I was forced to go back to my kampung. So yesterday, me n my mom left the house at around 6am. My small brother will tumpang on my father's bike. Only me n my mom will take the bus there. It's been so long since i use my passport again. haha...at least now i knoe how to go back kampung by taking the bus.


Should haf left the house earlier. Coz by the time we reach near the woodlands checkpoint, it jam like hell. The factory bus was already piling up n all vehicles are moving at 1 inch/hr. My n my mom decided to get down the bus n walk allllllll the way to the woodland checkpoint n from the woodland checkpoint allllll the way to the malaysian 'kastam'. And again, we were like cans n cans of sardines. For my mother she can only breeze through the crowd coz she's using malaysian passport. me....*sigh* i waited n waited for 1hr plus. The queue is so damn long n the officers were like taking their time to stamp the passport. I saw a few of them can even drink coffee while on duty. Chicken backside. I wan to die in the queue already n they still dare to sip coffee in front of me. Johor bahru haf not change a single bit. It is as flithy, smoky, n unpleasant as before. I'm so glad i'm living in s'pore. Malaysian bus are kinda scary too. I think the bus driver thinks tat he's driving a Formula 1. He speed like nobody's business n even if it' red light, he will still speed off. For awhile, i regret that i didnt write out a will before taking the bus.


After 2 hrs of thrill, we reached my kampong!! *safe at last*. Lost ohaf changed. No more 'atap' houses. Most are brick houses already, including my kampung. My parents build up another house just beside my uncle's, looks a little bit like a chalet kind of house. The house is all ready, only empty. There's only tv set, fridge, stove..n a few pillows n mattress. Which makes me wonder again, y did my father wants us to go back kampung so badly to see the house?


The place is nice lah overall. I dun mind going back there for a holiday, but it just need a few more touch ups n u can call it a home. We gt a cat there too. haha...he self adopt himself to us. My mom says that everytime if they go back kampung on weekends, the cat will 'magically' appear at our front porch. True enuf, after a few minutes when we arrive, a cat was sitting rite outside our doorstep. So cute, he kept on miao-ing for food. WEEEEEEE!!! now i gt 2 cats!!! When it rained yesterday, he ran into our house(like as if it's his) n slept at the corner.

Thats our new house!! Very the un-finished rite...

Our security guard. Will only accept payment in a form of Whiskers biscuits. I love the fur...like tiger like tat.

OUR kitchen. haha...yah...my father parked his scooter there coz he thinks tat it would look aunthentic with a broken scooter displayed in the middle of the kitchen.

This morning, had to wake up at 5am. My father is sending me back home on his bike. It was so fun to be riding on his bike early in the morning. There were no traffic at all and so even if it were red light, my father did the same stunt also, just speed off. But the roads were so dark...there were no street lamps. I just wonder how my father sees the road. By the time we reach the woodland checkpoint it was already 6.15am n again.....it was like sardines on motorbike. I've never seen so many motorbikes packed up before. There could be a thousand or more of us there. My butt was screaming out for help. I really feel like satnding up n do the hokey-pokey dance there...felt so cramp. Only at arnd 7.30am then we were able to pass through. It was home sweet home!!!

Next time, when the house is much more presentable n i'm confident enuf to not get lost in johor, i'll bring u guys along wif me to my kampung k!!


Later in the evening, we're having a bbq. Yippe!!! Without my parents at home, i feel so free!!!