Note: Do not comment on this. Finding myself once more distanced from my beloved laptop, I am using Uncle Andrew’s, God bless him.
I’ve had a tremendous time these past two days. My yesterday, consumed by Genting Highlands indoor and outdoor theme park and non-stop full on fun. My today, consumed by Times Square’s indoor themepark, and non-stop full on fun. It’s been a blissful 35 hours or so, and I’ve found myself concerned mainly with happy thoughts and things of the like. Perhaps an overly full stomach has been my main worry of late, and holding on as I’ve been spun around in wild and pointless arcs and circles in a mad frenzy. It’s been a wonderful experience, and I’ve been able to forget all my worries for a while. It is a most blessed feeling, pure, radiating joy. I leave for Singapore tomorrow morning, and to Australia in the eve. I’ve avoided thinking about it this long, and plan to for a few more hours. Well, so long!
Solomon, I would like to reinstate my rule against commenting in my blog. I know it was a joke, but hey it was a personal one directed at me. The thing about my Aunty is she’s antagonising and patronising at once. If you ever read my previous entries to the travel journal I was constructing, you would understand what I mean. For God’s sake, her dogs were thirsty, and having been locked in their miniscule cage all day, she sprayed them in the face with a hose for a few seconds. Even if she was joking, I know she was doing it to antagonise me.