now, how do i say this?

it's a sad day because i lost my last blog. im mourning now. but this is my new one. and i'm happy because it's easier to use and has more options that my last blog. anyway, here's what i meant to write at my old blog. *sniff* (feeling very nostalgic)

im back from riverside. ive been staying in a hotel for 2 nites now. living in a hotel is nice if you have good company and plans and a good humour. well, i didnt have all of that. sure it has been nice staying there. going to skool from parkson and then going back there again. i could even get used to it. feeling like im rich and um, elite? haha...its been an experience.

most ppl would jump at the thought of staying in a hotel. absolutely free. but well, i did jump at first and now im groaning on the floor. it kinda sucks. okay, its not that bad. big comfy beds that sends subliminal messages reading 'go to sleep', warm baths, a tv set smack in front of u, a speaker in the bathroom (!), big mirrors and that welcoming beautifully manicured hotel look just makes u want to stay even more. well, this morning i woke up all alone in my room. and realised that my dad was at the convention, my mum and my sis were at skool. and i just woke up. so, i slept in for a few more minutes and not wanting to be such a slog, i got up and freshen up. a little. basicly i just gargled some water and splashed my face and flopped on the bed to watch tv. it wasnt that bad at first, watching mtv and feeling very cool all of a sudden. i took a bit of breakfast, salvaging what i can from the food my mom brought from home. and watched more tv. then i decided to bath. this was when i felt reaaallly lonely. being disconnected from the rest of the world and living in a comfy environment was nice, for a change but it was getting all a little too draggy, forced and fake. i could have cried or pushed myself out of the window or something. i wanted to take a walk outside but i didnt have the key, i didnt want to leave the room door open cos i was scared someone went in and steal stuff or someone would close the door and i'd be stuck outside. so i decided to take a nice, long, bath since i couldnt have a proper one yesterday cos emily interupted. sigh. then i started wondering if mummy or daddy would come back. and how long i would have to stay there. and if the plans to go to pizza hut was still on. i decided not to go to pizza hut cos i went out already yesterday. then i got a bit paranoid and smacked myself with the towel. girra. so i read some stuff i wrote a few months back. it seems better than the stuff i write now. esp the stories and my dreams. adden i felt kinda nostalgic. next time i'll show it to you. anyway, im at home now, missing the hotel room badly but feeling glad cos i have everything i need and love right here.

i learnt one thing about kuching. u can be at all the coolest places and have fun all you want. but no matter how much fun it is, it's not fun anymore when u keep on pretending like life, your problems and everything else around u doesnt exist. your life and the world is impossible to ignore and is never fun. so fun has to be used sparingly and moderately and fully and wisely and u should make the most out of it.