I am now at some hotel, waiting for the group to gather and board the bus.

I am bored stiff, and it is pretty chilly here. I am stupid enough to be strutting around in my boots. High heel boots.

Though I am away from home, I just wanna say that I am still anticipating the match tonight.

Though unfortunately, I will not be able to watch it in the comfort of my cosy bed, and jump on the bed if they win/bury my head into my baby pillow if they lose.

Come on baby, do your thing!!!

It is barely 24 hours since I touch down and I already have more than 200 pictures.

They don’t call me a cam-whore for nothing.

6 hours after touch down, I am now blogging from my accommodation. I could still see bare traces of daylight here.

I am alone in the accommodation, and frankly to be away from home for the very first time in a long, long while, I am not quite used to feeling totally alone in this building.

And I am just freaking glad I have internet access, which probably will help loads in curbing that bout of homesickness, and the slight fear of solitude.

Okay, not homesickness per se, but I just seem to miss people back home more than usual.

I miss you sweetie, like lots.
Too bad my sweetie will be in Malaysia by the time I get back.

I probably should get a shower, think of a way to extend the life of my laptop’s battery, before all the updates are up.

Perhaps, and just perhaps, I should start figuring out how to upload my pictures.

Woohoo, can’t wait.