I am back at Canberra again, after more than one whole day of waiting and flying. Flying always make me tired; i remember i threw up during my first flight to Vietnam. But the feeling was completely different. Back then there's more excitement and hope. i sensed familiarity when the taxi passed the the parliament house. And also the sound when someone's stepping on the wooden floor. Dan and Gabby are as lovely as always. As tiredness hit me, i was unconscious for the next 16 hours. Next thing i know, i am getting used for the life here again. 125 hannan cr always have the magical power to cure me from anything. Sadness, loneliness, everything. Perhaps because of it's small and cozy space, or people with warm heart. Because of difference we care. We respect and we share. And i enjoy being the youngest among them; for they treat me just like a friend. I am glad that i found them here.

p/s: i promised that i'll cook them a meal. Now i have a problem.