people

once upon a time, woei said: "people are very important, very important"

so important that she had to repeat how important it is.
well, as important as i agree they are, they tend to give headaches.

in malaysia, it is quite impossible to get into hermit state... especially when one starts working again. especially especially when one rejoins her ex-company...
where the reason again lies within people.
kinda miss sweden for this matter.

as dad would like me to put it, in the evening, when i leave office and 踏着自己被街灯拉长的影子而归 (only sometimes, right? other times are pulled by the setting sun), i go back to a place they call... hostel.
i call it sanctuary myself.
housemate 家荣 is a nice and quiet guy. leave early every morning and back late in the night. the only time he would knock on my door is when he comes and ask if i would join him for dinner.
a non-intrusive housemate is an essential part of a sanctuary ^_^

in sweden, among the immigrants like myself, we have this sentence that popped up quite a few times already in my short stay there. it reads:
"sorry for not respecting your privacy the swedish way..."

it is used when some iranian got ur phone number from someone else;
when some spaniard is enquiring something very general about your family;
when some chinese has just found out that you have not signed up for a group project and offers you to join their group.
which are all perfectly normal in our beloved malaysian society, and societies outside sweden (and other scandinavian countries for that matter), i suppose?

which i'm somehow not used to. after living it for more than 20 yrs.

collectivistic culture...
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i've been on total freedom for a little bit too long XP

working on it...
working on it...