Did you say 'Biggest Idiot in the World?'

Because I am definitely up for the award. Call the Guinness World Record people. Having recently found out a big something something, that my dear friends have decided, for my own good because they love me **this** much that I would be better off not knowing, and then finding out on my own, and then feeling worse than shit, worse than scum, worse than.... you get the idea.

And ya know, when things like that happen I'm the type that would run into the arms of my closest friends, and we would talk about how all men are pigs and we're better off without them anyway (for now).... except they're all over the world and I'm here, alone (okay, not really, family don't count) having to put up a brave front.

I love my family to bits, but I am seriously dying here in Abu Dhabi. I need to go back to KL or to Melbourne and be with my friends and speak more than 10 words a day (I do here. Seriously.) because I'm sick of waking up and lugging myself around the house with this furry blanket because I'm cold all the time now. And sick. I miss drinking Moscato at night with the girls, I miss going out at 11 at night, just because I feel like that awful Tien-ren bubble tea, I miss not having to drive because I can just walk down the street to get some shopping done/decent meal/read/drink coffee.

I need to shake that bootay, get slightly tipsy, eat junk food while watching 'The Biggest Loser' and scream at that mad dog Muffin. And not stare at my very sad quiet Blackberry now because I'm too stingy to apply for roaming because I ain't paying those extra $$. Optus is a pain. Stay away from Optus.

I need to paint that final wall in my room, buy some rugs, change the furniture layout, hang some picture frames, get some pictures printed, hang new lights, work till I have coffee ridden ezcema hands at Gloria Jeans, go to the gym, visit that second hand bookstore that I oh-so-love, go vintage shopping, clean my wardrobe....

It's not that I'm not happy here. I am. But happy in a very, oh I can just wake up whenever, and the parents are so kind to spoil and shower with me such wonderful gifts, and yay! I never have to do my own cooking/laundry kind of happy.

So I concluded that what I do miss is the independence. And laughing. I haven't laughed in a while.