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Monday

returned home to find everything unchanged. discovering the streetlamps fleeting past the car window, as if putting every second of my life into many many photo frames. don the empty walls or be thrown aside, that i have not a clue of. new year eve that was. the highway was lined with a motley crowd of a united motive, armed with their prized SLRs all ready to rob the very last seconds of 2006 and first moments of 2007. indulging in the impression that 2006 is different from 2007 by making them differ by a digit, ignoring the fact that time is continuous. then, problem is, who is to own the time, when all we've got is sheer memories of it, contented with the narrow selfish thought that it had belonged to us. it was a good trip back. back home, my room that no soul has stepped into for the past 8 days, a layer of dust laid undisturbed on everything. everything felt like a veneer away from me, close to my touch they may seem, they became strange to my touch.

8 days of somewhat internet-less, away from the spore civilisation, when i had the excuse of nt replyg to my phone. it was a good 8 days where i got to see less crowd, but more friendly faces. krabi experience was indeed a place to be. a place so different. perhaps it was the company i was with, where climbing was not the main objective, no obligations to complete the climbing route and stuff.

aye aye...and the kl trip? it was just as great too! cant compare kl to krabi though, cuz it'll be like comparing an apple to a lizard! oh well...kl marks my very first climb on natural rock wall! a fun filled trip with cheerful loads of pple, happy noises abundant, and not forgetting the big portions of food and i had the luxury of eating non stop! hurs....a wt gaining trip it was!

hmm....ll post up e krabi photos in the next entry! gonna do some photoshopping to them first though! hurs...aye dun think i can get hold of the kl photos so soon....aights...

new year new start but burdened with old troubles. esp the stupid uni stuff. darns.

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