aDrenais' Book of Shadows

I can't remember the last time I was this homesick. Everything I have in Bahrain is in boxes (ok, that's a big fat lie because much of what remains of my stuff is still carelessly strewn over every inch of carpet in my bedroom, but let's pretend in the spirit of being melodramatic), my fridge is almost empty due to an over-enthusiastic cleaning out of food last week, and I'm living without my creature comforts like my stuff toys and books and DVDs and photos plastered all over my walls. Of course I have nothing better to do than surf porn and get my jollies. It's a sad life.

Ying's in China (again), Ren's in Cambodia, and Mayday's in Singapore. Ugh, my 2 concert kakis are away, I'm stuck in sodding Bahrain, while my favourite band is holding their sellout [JUMP 離開地球表面] 新加坡演唱會 2007 concert today! About right now, actually.

In the last 2 weeks, in a bid to finish our stockpile of food in Bahrain, my flatmates and I embarked on a 'cook everything in sight' mission. For maybe 3 days we had fish, soup, and lots of pork (yippie!) every meal, and gained so much weight you won't believe. For me, that is. Because we were eating in everyday, our meagre stockpile of vegetables was depleted in no time, and I had to go grocery shopping for greens. Buying vegetables in Bahrain is the biggest nightmare ever, not only because of a dire lack of leafy greens. The greens available are mostly alien to me, so I end up buying only lady's finger, cauliflower because broccoli is crazy expensive, and lots of cabbage. It's like I'm how poor can, eating cabbage everyday!

Feeling this wretched, I can't help but miss home. Although I was in Singapore less than a month ago, that didn't count because I was recuperating from that freaky fever and didn't have time to properly enjoy my time there. I miss my family, the fact that eating out costs less than eating in, being able to go anywhere I want via public transport...all the things I griped about when I first arrived in Bahrain. What a strange feeling, regressing to how I felt right at the beginning. Further proof that it's time to move on.