I should probably start packing soon...

It's been ages since my last post - I'm so bad at this, so bad at getting time to do things for myself. I feel like these days, the only thing that I actually DO for myself is spend 2 hours watching a movie that I actually want to watch (rarity these days) and sleeping. Loooove my beauty sleep.

One more week till I'm officially unemployed again -- leaving Fleishman on Friday, Jan. 26 coz my student visa expires and I can't get work visa until October -- which really really sucks. This means that even though everybody loves me at Fleishman, I can't stay. So my options? Asia. Not like it's a bad thing -- I just watched a travel show on Shanghai and it feels like a really exciting place to be. I'm definitely not romanticizing the city -- I know it's dirty, I know it's polluted and I know it's crawling with people EVERYWHERE. I realize that the older I get, the more agoraphobic I am -- which is strange, considering that most people think that I'm a total extrovert. But Shanghai is on the brink of growth, it's like an 11-year-old gearing to turn 12 -- what's different is that unlike Malaysia, where there's so much potential, isn't going anywhere. In typical "tidak apa" attitude, growth is slow and people wait. I hate waiting. I'm definitely not a waiter. Weird coz I've always felt that I missed a part of my life because I never waited tables for a living. Anyway, back to what I was saying...

The other option is Singapore. Good ol' dependable Singapore. Where East meets West, where meritocracy trumps democracy. And again, these are all initial impressions - I've never worked in Singapore nor Shanghai and the last time I was in Singapore was when I was 12. FH in Singapore is known as the Steady Eddy of Asia, where things are run the way they should. Amazing place to learn, and it's so close to good food back home!

Here's the question -- do I take the safe bet, be content or should I close my eyes and take the leap? It's difficult because I feel like I've been given an opportunity that I shouldn't turn down and my instincts aren't telling me which one's better. Sigh.

On the other front, had my first Irish Car Bomb at Rouge the other night -- pretty yummy stuff -- Stout, Baileys and whiskey, mmm. Unfortunately, was throwing up a couple hours after. My suspicion is that it was the Liquid Cocaine that Hans ordered earlier, not the Car Bomb. Grossest shot I've ever had. Ugh. Jager is grooooooss. On the bright side, I wasn't the only puker. And definitely not most disastrous. Need to get photos from Annie. :)

Okay y'all -- I'm officially back in Penang on February 17. Mark you calendars and CALL ME. I need to eat my ais kacang, char koay teow, won ton mee, hokkien mee (no chilli, no taugeh, add lor!), chee cheung fun (no chilli, not opened) -- HUNGRY! Hate having a stomach flu, can't eat nuts. All I've had for the past 2 days -- apple cider, saltines, porridge. I want food!