I just finished browsing through Nizam's blog, it's got food photos in it. Barbeque photos to be exact. I love barbeques, just thinking about it is making me hungry :-( But never mind, I had a barbeque almost every other week during the past two months I was still in Loughborough.

I'm back in Brunei, mind you, I didn't tell very many people I was coming back. I had the biggest intention to surprise my mum, dad and sister. I got back on Tuesday morning and it was Monday morning (UK time) that I called my house to tell my maid to tell my driver to pick me up at the airport and make sure she doesn't let any of my family know that I'll be coming back. When Fol and I eventually arrived at the airport, he wasn't there. It turns out my sister decided to go out that morning and since the driver was not suppose to spill the beans, he followed her instructions to drive her to school. In the end, I had to text my sister to tell that the driver needs to go to the airport to pick something up. She calls me up and the conversation goes like this:

sis: You can't do that! I'm using him.
me: I'm at the bloody airport Ella.
sis: Oh!! Okay. I'll come and pick you up then.

So that was that. My sister now knows I'm back in Brunei when she specifically told me not to come back on the day of her exam (she was having her last exam that night). She hates surprises.

I rang daddy to tell him I was back and told him to pick me up when he goes to pick mum up from work. She usually gets off work at about 5:30pm but she never came out until about half past six. I took great pleasure in seeing her face and her squeals of delight in seeing me. Hehe, never has my mother ever hugged me so tightly. I'm glad to be home though. My mum spent the whole of last week trying to get me to tell her when I was coming back. I kept telling her I was only going to be back in July.

But I'm back. So that's what should matter.

Love,
yas.

XX