Day 11 outstation Penang. My clothes smell like puke, my feet smells like, well, feet and my head filled with filthy words with no end. Yup, I am still not home. Well, the thing is I will travel back to KL tonight. So I still have to work today. So one last push my frail body. One last hurrah. 23 more days till all this ends and I have a month of nothingness then I will have my well deserved 10 day backpacking holiday in . But before that, I need to sort out my visa application. So I will thrust on forwards and do it my way. Now, to get my fighting spirit up to par I’ll listen to my official song of my life which is ‘Frank Sinatra – My Way’.
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