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On March 18th, 2020 our federal government dropped us the big blow. Movement control order (MCO) was put in place to the country - where our people had to adhere to a new set of rules in order to curb COVID-19, which was declared pandemic by WHO. 

This is a whole new experience to me as I never thought I would live to see a day where the whole wide world is against the same threat. Vacations and flights are cancelled, separated from the loved ones, facing the fear of being infected. New rules include staying in home, wearing face masks at all times outside, closing all restaurants / schools / offices, no interstate travels, one person in a car, and roadblocks everywhere. We are only allowed to go out to buy essentials and groceries, no outing after 7pm (at Temerloh).

Slowly, more new adaptations came flowing in. Working from home (WFH) was introduced, and we started to split into two teams where we had to practice social distancing to minimise the risk of exposure. Daily hand-washing, going straight into the shower after work are the new norms.

Since when going back home is a danger and fear? Perhaps the nature needs a little rest. Let's take a break while it heals and learn how not to take things for granted and to appreciate every little love in us. And maybe, I should start some workout challenges to achieve that #MCObody💪 #stayhome #juststayhome
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I am really bad at farewells. Although I went through this for multiple times, yet I never learn how to detach. Knowing things are impermanent, I still cling onto things / people / moments that won't last. 

"The two hardest things to say in life is hello for the first time and goodbye for the last." - Moira Rogers. 
I remember the first day when you came into office, and back in my head I thought "What an arrogant guy". Never I thought you will become my housemate and turned out to be the closest person to me here. 

After two years of the same routine of going work, off work, lunch and cooking dinners together - it's time for you to leave. I never knew the true meaning of housemates, not until you and boo moved in and there we started eating in instead of searching for outside food. How time flies, it felt just like yesterday when you first moved in. Two years, the changes seems insignificant but you've always tried to show me the positive side of yours, even though you might not be feeling it. Vice versa, I hope I made a positive impact in this short chapter of your life too.

Like you said, all good things must come to an end. You've once told me that you will always be grateful for me no matter at which corner of the world we are at in the future, and wants me to know that you will never rub away this piece of memory of us.  

My dramatic housemates, my strength pillars

Omg Omg Omg


Piggg, thank you for the 
- 100 home cooked meals
- 150 walks back home together
- 6 months of night shift company, where you made dinner and accompanied me on the walk back during midnight

"It's sad, but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life, starts with goodbye." - Carrie Underwood. 
I'm really glad one of us is actually leaving this place for a better good. 
And, if we are to meet again someday, I wish for it to be a sunny day. 
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I rarely get the chance to sit down quietly and spend time with myself these days. And when it happens, I found myself too tired to do much - I feel like lying down on the bed doing nothing at all. However, instead of sleeping it away (on this perfect rainy day), writing down my thoughts seems to be the only appropriate thing to do. 

Today marks my 4th year here. It's not a long time, but definitely not short either. Gone were the days I long to go home and desperately counting down the hours to leave this place once I call horrible. It's getting better day by day and became bearable because of the people I met here. When I first came, I never really give much thought to the life I'll be having here - cause' I told myself "this is just work, no feelings attached". But as time goes by, my feelings grew much for this place, the people here. Though' there are many hateful things to complain of, the joy I received far more surpass all those hatred.

These people I met here gave me the strength to continue staying here, and make each day counts. They are the ones who gave me everything when I had nothing to begin with. It's amazing that true friendship actually exist among co-workers, and I actually miss their company when I spend long holidays / sick leave away from them. Daily lunch / dinner outings and weekly cooking / game / badminton sessions make life here interesting and fun. 

Colleagues here turn into real friends, staying together sometimes like a family - and now have a place I call my second home. 


Not a boring moment w this fun bunch at the office - even OT was made fun








Wednesdays cooking




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I used to count the days after I left home - for the first time ever in my whole life. Counting the days to come back for good. I overcame the fear and adapted to a new independent life, and too quickly years flew by. 

At times, when I’m comfortable with my life I think it’s alright to be slightly farther away from home, from the familiar sense of belonging, and from the closeness of family and friends. However, when there are so many people that I used to know when I first came here leaving one by one, and more new people coming in - I can’t help but to wonder, when’s my turn to leave? Aren’t my turn gonna come eventhough I’ve been waiting quietly? 

I’m not exactly sad, and prolly’ not ready to leave this comfortable place which I already call my second home, but real home is where the heart is. 



Though there’s this tiny squeeze of heart felt, I know people do come and go, and that’s life.
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to leave
to grow up on my own
to learn about being independent.

That was my thoughts one and a half year ago. 

I do not know anything about moving out, because this is my first time. But,  it proved that this is the perfect distance to move out. Enough to gain independence and freedom, and sufficient to run back home crying if I miss home too much. It is only a 2 and a half hours drive (oops, sometimes I only need an hour and a half)

While I was here, the only thing I think about is leaving. And finally, when I've decided to hand in my transfer letter requesting to be back home - there's a tiny twinge of hesitation. It's time to do so because I've always believed that when I am in a comfort zone, then I should move out and challenge new things again.

No more counting down,
Cause I'm still here at Temerloh - the small town where I've met some kind people, made some really good friends and the place I've grown to be comfortable with.

Till' then I will wait for my next destination while serving as much as I can here. 

p/s: After such long time, the first post in this 366 days. 
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