... missing PERAK already.
missing those peeps there.
the guides.
Pak Haji.
missing the feel.
the bed.
the raft.
how i just wished i could turn back time.
i'll do it right this time.
interact more with them.
spend more 'kopi-tiam' moments with them.
learn more thai words from Abg Osman.
crap more with Pak Wan.
another rafting moment around the island.
screaming my lungs out,
"dayung rakit, dayung... dayung rakit.
dayung mendayung rakit sampai ke belakang pulau."
oh... how i really miss PERAK.
the moths.
the leeches too.
Pak Wan was really giving me the sad look when it's time for us to go.
maybe i'd created a bonding with him since the first day we got there.
*urgh*
missing the food.
missing teasing Abg Osman washing the dishes.
not forgetting correcting his Malay.
*heehee*
not forgetting my boatman, Abg Angah.
the 'expensive kodak moments', Abg Sahak and his reactions.
the cute curly hair guy, Abg Mahadi.
Abg Zaidi for helping us cheat.
... not forgetting our dearie DORAEMON, Pak Manan.
...
oh, lemme end it here and treat my 'wound' of having separated from a place where i rediscover myself.
will post more pics soon.
...
i want to go back there!!!
