Those who know me well would know a departure for me is never easy. There's the 'Ooops I forgot something' followed by the rushing back to retrieve it or worse - 'Oh my god! Shit' that's when I am on the journey and know that i am screwed.

Today, whatever's in my bags, in my bags. it's going to be tough coming back for shit this time. I've packed my bags with clothes, stuff and more stuff (why do I accumulate). And my little book of polaroids which I hope will keep me company when I feel homesick.

I feel sad leaving KL but hey! This is what I wanted I have to remind myself. Emotionally I am a little messed up and am very panciky - sorry guys if I got on yr case. You know who you are, apologies. Ben especially got a major one last night. But all will be fine. After all, that';s the nature of things. Things work themselves out somehow.

Life goes on, but I must say it wouldn't be the same again without my friends nearby. But start I must and tmw, we'll see how it goes. Ciao! Or as they say in Italy - Ciao! Ciao! Ciao! Ciao!