I never felt this dull when i'm in Kuching.
Yesterday I went to the Spring, all alone and it doesn't really feel the same walking without friends.
Most of my friends are still studying and having some camps; i've been itching to meet them and it's been a while since i've talk in Sarawakian language. I've accidently talked in peninsular dialect to the cashier when I bought a book at MPH.
"Kak, buku ni satu ea...saye nak bayar pakai voucher.."
Where it should've been-
"Kak, buku tok sigek..kmk mok bayar pakei voucher.."
It's been a while, Kuching.
It's been a while.
