sounds

its the familiar sounds that make you feel at home. I don't necessarily miss "home" or penang much, just those seemingly inconsequential noises that you hear everyday. i miss the roti man clanging away on his bell, the beeping of the truck carrying veggies into the house nearby or even the mat rempits racing up and down the street. heh.

i bet i'll miss some familiar sounds here when i go back for the summer holidays. like the daily emptying of beer bottles into the rubbish truck at the nearby pub, or the drunken screams of retards outside the pub. yep i'll miss that ALOT.