they say

the relaxing effects of holidays lasts only 24 hours, before it wears off and you're caught up in real life again.

mine lasted one 45minute train ride.

Nature goodness aside, i guess the best part about perhentian was seriously just getting away.
5 minutes into the hotel room i abandoned my handphone, and then it was 4 days of sand, sun, fishies and friends. It just occured to me that i never once thought about all the crap that fills my head when i'm at home, and that feels damn good. It was just blissful peace and serenity, you know?

reaching home i'm already worrying about all the usual crap and confusion, that i shall not bore anyone here with. I want to do so many things, but there are so many obligations, and so many people to please that are in the way.

can i return to perhentian, can i take a gap year off, can i live a life of a traveller, and not worry about a high paying future?

oh, and i added number 31 to my list of things to do before i die:
31. Asia Tour.

i will kill myself of i ever get a 9 to 5 robotic job. in fact, i should just get a sleeve tattoo so no one will hire me for a 9 to 5 office job. sounds like a plan.