Never happened... it always never... each and every plan to island is always avail..
I don't think I got extra time for Bali. The other plan is going to Redang Island but only realized that the music festival happened in September, not this month. By that time, I must be busy with work.
Other than that, mum didn't really like me to go. She must be feeling lonely to be left at home with the two brothers, as I stay at frens house quite often. I missed the days when I could just stay wherever I wan't. I missed my freedom. For now, I could hardly just go and stay. Grounded as what it used to be..
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