8 Days Left
I met with Yongy last evening for another meal, this time it was set at Pavilion (or many say it should be named Gayvilion, smirk) some pretty high class italian restaurant, though surprisingly the price wasn’t too high class (and I wonder).
I have a thing on Yongy and he knows it, but it doesn’t really matter as I treat him as someone whom I could talk to and enjoy his cool around me. He makes me feel like he’s my shrink in some ways, and I just like to talk to him, and telling him things about me, even though I didn’t get the exact in return about himself, and he doesn’t comment much about what I said, so, just like a shrink. 
Anyway, I had a pleasant evening with him and he fetched me back, which I am really glad by now because my colleague told me today that yesterday evening there was a major breakdown in the LRT. I couldn’t believe my luck. I am just so happy being me right now (self-esteem reaching the top!)
And 8 days left, just got my documents DHL from China, going to proceed with Step 3 now, I hope everything goes well. I know I can do it, it is getting closer and closer and I could almost touch Xiamen with my fingers now, God!
