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Right here back home reminiscing the moments of the time spent the past month.

My dearest roomies, Komal my love, Cassandra my entertainer, Preeya my shopper, Shaiful my brudder.

My darling travel mates, Komal my winter spouse, Shaiful my winter daddy, Elijah my winter twin, Glenn my winter affair, Edwin my winter fling.

Only one regret, not getting a roller coaster ride. However, these wonderful people made the trip way much cooler than having to experience one.

'More than words' topped the chart of the month. Yeah we played and sang it too many times. But probably nothing describes the trip better.

As usual, the autistic kid died as days passed. No one quite expected the crazy old fool in me.

Memories never to forget..
1. Violent ball game which I lost a nail, gained a bruised and swollen toe
2. Same old breakfast for three weeks
3. 'Just buy lah!' moments
4. Weird sleeping habits
5. Wake up calls
6. Komal's other half
7. Cooking and marketing
8. Doctoring and nursing the sick and the injured
9. Madness packing
10. Vulgar Vegas New Year
11. 'Make out' sessions
12. Crazy road trip
13. Lost ID card
14. Ugly ID card
15. Unexpected LA's low down
16. Senseless morning mumblings
17. Five dollars deal
18. Manicure sessions
19. Brow trimming sessions
20. Slippers gone with the wave
21. Slippers retrieved
22. Failure to hold back tears
23. Turbulance scare and trailer
24. UH-HUHssss vocabulary
25. Seriously the list can go on.. and on.. and on..

Funnilylyly enough, I became a 'weakling'. But it was a good experience. Never had so many people to help around with the huge heavy blocks. Never had that many people seeing me as fragile and useless. For once, I don't mind at all and it was cool cause they either treated me like a kid or a woman.

These as wonderful as they are needed to come to an end.

I had fun and I appreciate these crazy people along the way who give a damn in making the word 'fun' possible.

Love them and god bless them.