The Last Sunday

I had a fab Sunday. Mainly consisting of eating way too much and played pool in Birmingham for the last time in 2009. Also had a pleasant suprise phone call from an old friend, who heard that I was leaving. Haven't hear from her for years!!!

The thing about old friends is even though you don't keep in touch for a long time, whenever you get a phone call from them you have so much to talk about. Perhaps it is just years of catching up we had to do. We keep trying to say goodbye but ended up talking for another 5minutes. Then tried to say goodbye again and then yakked for another couple of minutes. And then again for another million times.

In the midst of busyness trying to fit everyone into my last few days. I got really confused by who I am eating with for the next few days. So I sat down and wrote down my schedule because I didn't want to double book myself.

Packing is almost done. I just can't wait to check in the bloody bags. I realised yesterday I had paint bottles in the hand luggage. Hence the frantic digging out the paint from my bag because I can't hand carry liquids without putting them in transparent bags. After I found it, sekali I realised that the bag was actually my check in bagage not hand luggage! Slaps head! What the...

Its Monday again. Brand new week to tie up the final loose ends.