Im tearing up

So in case you didnt know, it's not exactly the happiest day of my life - I'm back in Hobart

*rolls eyes*

The 7 and a half hour flight back did not do good for me. The food sucked. (Seriously, i ADORE plane food, but this time, it really sucked. The only think i was looking forward to the journey back.) *Sigh* This time, it was some squeezy omelette with a tiny piece of hash brown (cos damn! i can't have nasi lemak) for breakfast, and for noon-tea, a stale bun and hardly appetizing muffin. And i am supposed to stop eating carbs. Lesson learnt? Beggars are not choosers.

I couldnt really sleep (whyyy couldnt they have upgraded me??) And the movie selection was a snore fest. It was the exact same programmes shown as when i was flying back to KL. All the movies and tv comedies i have seen before. And the only show that was worth watching twice was Agent Cody Banks. Which i watched with brother already... And watching it again alone would only make me cry.

Speaking of which. I cried. The usual la. I cry at everything what... *sniffles* And the one-hour flight delay was really no good. Made mum worry so much when i didnt call home at the exact time. which, after talking to mum over the phone, made me cry myself to sleep.

The last goodbye outside the gate made me hug everyone and cry. Cry and struggle with my luggage ALONE.

And when i came home, saw all the little post-its sis and Connie left me all over my room with the thoughtful things she did to make my homecoming more bearable (stocked my shelves, kept my updated on stuff, kept my room immaculately clean) made me tear again.

As sis put it "Normal la you... Everything cry."

In fact, I'm tearing now.

*Regina lets out breath*

Phew... Things are going back to how it was. Tough.

I hope i survive this next 11 months better than before.

And now, i can't wait for my next trip home.

I can't wait...

I really cannot wait.

And it's only less than 24 hours since i touched down.

~*Regina is feeling homesick*