Shivering to sweating within 3 days should be playing havoc with my body’s temperature system… This is probably not as bad as the giant shock that my digestive system is going through now that I’m eating about 3 times as much as I did in Ukraine and have removed my regular intake of alcohol. My stomach isn’t actually feeling too fancy to be honest.
So my last one and half days in Ukraine went like this: picked up from the train station by Maggie and Andrey, tried getting high, stayed at Vasya’s, mished back to Yasinovataya, washed clothes while Maggie half packed, saw Iuliia for the last time, went to Liverpool night club to watch a band called Sri Lanka and dance, went back to Yasi the next day, got on a plane.
It must really be awkward seeing a person crying at the airport… I don’t think I’ve seen anyone cry as much as I did… I must be even more awkward when that person is by themselves… I did cry a fair bit, but I did manage to stop myself which is good. I thought I might fail at this because the only reason I stopped crying at Auckland Airport after my family left was because Lud, Lis and Heino turned up. SO ANYWAYS: I arrived at Changi Airport where I met Uncle Tino who helped me repack my back so that it fell within the 15kg (!) weight limit. This was a bit of a mission… and because I’m taking a crap load of stuff back I have to leave half my winter stuff here… so I’m going to be freezing pretty much this winter without my big gear… Got to M’sia, spent the first day shopping, my brain almost hemmoraged when I had to choose t-shirts for my sisters… The only things left on the list of things I want to buy (for myself-because I am a selfish bitch) is a watch and a handbag/leather bag. A watch is key (I miss Toni) and it can’t be a shitty 10RM one like I buy every time, it has to be like a really good quality one that’ll last me at least ONE YEAR! So today I went with my cousin Charlette to her beauty school where she practiced facials and makeup on me. It was funs 
and I fell asleep, at least I didn’t giggle and squirm like a freak like I did the first time…
Man! It’s hot, I should probably go for a shower, but I’m afraid that if I go for a shower now, it will restrict my ability to have one later… bleurgh… why do I share this…