Time FLYING

So. I'm back in Malaysia. It's... hot. But somehow, as it was last time when I came back, not unbearingbly hot. It's more like a comfortable-ish hot. Especially when you're in an air-conditioned room sitting on the couch doing nothing. Sometimes, it feels like I really am home. And I never really left and I fit right into place. Like lego blocks? And other times, I get pretty freaked out by how much time has passed since I lived here. Everyone's so old. I was so omg-ingly shocked when I realized that Lucas was in Form 2. Which is Year 8 in Australian standards. I thought he was like in PRIMARY school. But that won't work, because he's the same age as me... Which brings me into realizing that I'M old. I still feel like. Well, me. Funny how Tessa seemed to mature and experienced when she was 14, and now that I'm here, well, not so mature and experienced. Wow, I like this keyboard. Anyways, I've been eating all the Malaysian delights and I'm hoping not to face the consequences when I get back to Australia. ehehe. PFFFFFFFFFFFT. I was called a bimbo. -.- What does the word even MEAN??? Besides, I kno I'm not so frankly, I don't care. But still. 0-0 Mildly irritated. Erica