Wow, it’s been ages since I last blog…I bet my family are going like “What happen to Paul?”. Strange strange times. Just got back from Sydney…well, technically it’s been about half a day since I got back. By the way, I was at Sydney during the last week of my holidays…I was the honored guess at Serene and MH new apartment…I had the pleasure of being their first guess…There’s this saying “Luck tends to even itself throughout the course of your lives”…so in some sense last week was sort of that kind of thing, if you know what I mean. Got up early on Monday, because Serene and MH wanted to visit Newcastle…get the feel of NSW…just like that, I had a free ride to Sydney…I must say I had a real blast in Sydney…most of it was spent lazing around, reconnecting with 2 members of the family…I must say, they both are splendid host, I felt very welcome and at home at their place (thanks guys)…on Thursday ,I took the liberty of exploring Burwood, really nice place…convenient, and just so much things going on…it no wonder most of my Sydney friends told me they got a bargain…a couple of shopping centers and lots of interesting shops that will tend to attract you. On Saturday, we all went down to Darling Harbor and circular key…the thing that strike me the most, was that feeling of nostalgia and rekindle ness, as if to say “I’m back”…and “Hey, I seen that before”…it was a strange but nice feeling, strolling those docks and pavements, markets…after all, it has been 11 years since I step foot on those docks…Well, sad to say my holidays are over, but I must add, my luck did…I manage to get a free ride off my friend back up to Newcastle…talk about luck…heheheh…anyway, as I flung open my room, I can’t help but feel a little deflated…I mean after that awesome holiday…but all good things has to end somewhere…before something new emerges…look at my calendar “23 sept…that’s not right”…flip it…”has it been that long?”…sigh…somehow, at this moment…Newcastle is not the place I want to be…I want to be at home, with my family…having conversations…laughing…or just staring at the screen together…not talking…but enjoying each others company…I miss home…even thought it’s less than 2 months away till I bought that 737, at times I feel like it’s a crawl…but I was raised to be a fighter…and I have to fight this round before I can pop the champagne…I guess if you look at it at another angle…you somehow have this feeling that everything is going to be alright…
