Home-ward Bound

"Real accounts of my trip back to Miri..."

In the duration of one week of seclusion and solitude, my life pretty much revolves on waching anime (tonnes of it), sleeping and lots of thinking. When I had first acknowledged this unforseen misfortune (if I must say), I had a troubled thought being alone and feared that I will be cramped on the isolation and boredom of being alone. Honestly, it sucks to be alone. But I gave a positive outlook on it. Since I have a lot anime shows to watch, well I was not bothered much about it. Honey and Clover had always been my favourite anime and I must be frank that it has a special place in my heart. In a flash, I had the urge to make the reviews on each anime that I have watched. Maybe later. But what I am trying to convey hre is that the anime has taught me a lot about life and somehow, as if I was spellbound, my character and emotions were influenced by the anime. Deep... Wait a minute. This whole post is dedicated on the real accounts of my trip back home to Miri - in chronological order. Indeed, this blog will be on real-time posting, from my campus in Kota Baharu to my home in Miri.

Saturday (18/11), 1.55p.m.: Here I am posting in Sultan Ismail Petra Airport, Kota Baharu. I wanted to post an earlier blog - mostly regarding on my boring week of loneliness. I was quite hyped to share about the anime shows that I have been watching. Do you need the reason? Don't even bother to ask. What do expect of the internet connection from my campus in Kelantan!!! So I gave up. It seems that the solitude really gripped me tight. I actually preferred to head to the airport alone (by taxi), instead of asking my friends' favour to send me here. In fact I try to avoid making contact with them. I don't feel like seeing them. Is this is a sympton of being a hikikomori? FYI, hikikomori is anti-social person who enjoys solitude and hate any human companion. In other words, fear of going out to the open crowd. Either it's some kind of phobia or whatever, hikikomori is all about that. Oops, need to check-in now, though my wish is on blogging now.

Saturday (18/11), 2.25p.m.: Oh great! Flight delayed 30 minutes - as expected from Airasia. Like I have a choice... I mean, it's not like I can afford a private jet, right?

Saturday (18/11), 5.30p.m.: Dining in McD at LCCT. "Mcnificient" dinner - not really what I had in mind but I'm so sick to eat at the same place all over again. Asian Kitchen, just hearing the name makes me sick. I don't want to make my trip back seemed a routine, though it seems to be like one. I should spice things up. The moment I exited the arrival hall, I set my eyes on Coffee Bean. It was unbelievablely full. When I gave a thought to have a brief drink there, I pondered how unnecessary it was since I still can enjoy Coffee Bean back home. Oh the marvellous taste of brewed coffee (instant coffee like Nescafe makes me want to puke). Instead if they place a Starbucks there then I will change my mind. Whic reminds me, Java Chips sucks! Pardon me if Java Chips had been trademarked. So as I sit here typing my blog whilst chowing fries on the same table with some random white guy, I began to feel anxious of my laptop's battery life. Need to find a power outlet now...

Saturday (18/11), 6.15p.m.: Found a power outlet - inside the waiting hall. Never mind that. Get in early and play a game of dotA.

Sunday (19/11), 9.40a.m.: As much as I wanted to post another one last night, fatigue gripped me hard. So I preferred to get some nap instead of blogging. I arrived (safely) at Miri at 9.30p.m. last night - touchdown! Frankly I am out of words now (really enjoying my freetime at home). I will leave further comments on the next post.

On Playlist: Ciara - Get Up

*This is a delayed post. Accounts are true on the mentioned time.