More than you asked for, I bet.

Well... hello hello. It's good to be back. My last post was in November. NOVEMBER! Crazy. All I can say in my defense is, that it's been a hectic ride up till now, and even that's grossly understated. So buckle up; it's gonna be a looooooooong one.

For those of you who don't know... (if you don't care you shouldn't be reading this in the first place, kan?). Anyways, for those who don't know, I've shifted my horizons and have broaden them to the fullest extent by moving (more like yanking) my life to the big city. I finished my degree in November and I've started working in, wait for it, Selangor, yo!! Well, PJ to be more specific. All that talk about working in Melaka just came to a big full stop for reasons which you will find out about later in this post ;). Patience, my lovelies. So, anyways, I'm working in a language centre in Damansara, teaching English to foreign students. Most of them are from the Middle East. Occasionally, we get enrollments from Japan, Kazakhstan and China. It's all good fun, really. My students are a fun bunch and we always have a good time laughing in the classroom. Although, some days I just feel like strangling them. It's different when you're teaching local students, even if they don't understand a word of English, you can always use words in Bahasa to help them. In my case, most of my students only speak their native languages. How the hell am I supposed to learn Arabic/Kazakh/Japanese/Mandarin to help them? So what do I do? I draw pictures. I must say, I'm getting really good at sketching random stuff e.g. animals, people, emotions, blablabla. You get the picture.

The first few months in PJ were a blur. I didn't have a proper...well, anything! I came for the interview, waited over the weekend, got the job on Monday and started on the same day. Gila!! So I had my work cut out for me. First and most importantly, I had to find an apartment/room. I did find a room to rent after a few days, affordable and near the office. I thanked God for that. The apartment was nice, and the girls who lived there were (kind of) nice as well. But they had a cat and the apartment was crawling with cockroaches!!! CURSES!!! So I told myself this has to be temporary. After working now for a few months, I've become very good friends with one of my colleagues, Avelyn. So...guess what?? We've moved into a brand new apartment, together! It's gonna be awesome! Wait, there's more! To top all the awesome-ness, Mas is gonna come stay there every now and then! LOVEEE! It's not furnished, but it's gorgeeeouuss! More updates on the apartment later as we start furnishing it! Can't wait!!

On a more personal note, I couldn't have gotten through the past few months without the help of my darling friends and of course, the beau. Yes, people. I've got a boyfriend. I know, right? Finally! I adore him to bits and I'm pretty sure he adores me too. Teeheee. He's gorgeous, funny as hell and SMART!! No more losers for me. Baahahah. No really, he's smart, eloquent and I can talk to him for hours. Which is probably why we get along so well. Alright, by now, you're asking yourself, WHAT'S THE FUCKING CATCH? Well, he's not Malay, for one. No, sir. This is nothing new to me and I do not think it's a hugeee problem. An obstacle, definitely. We might not have the same religion or beliefs but we're so alike. I have more things in common with him than I could ever have with any other man out there. Of course, we have our arguments, but that's what makes this feel real. We might have an expiry date, I'm not doubting that, but for now, I know he makes me feel happy, secure and so damn loved. I thank God for him, too. He's largely the reason why I decided to work in PJ. I've had enough of long-distance relationships. So far, I'm not regretting my decision. Plus plus plus points: he has tattoos. Ahhh....bliss ;)

Well, I think that's about it for now. Sorry for the lame updates...I know I'm not a rockstar and only 3 people care about my life but I'm doing this because I haven't written ANYTHING for so long I'm starting to get weird and rusty. So I needed to write something somewhere, and this is the only thing I could think of. TTFN. Chiao, loves!

Steph Morris.