Those diving days.

I am back to my blog again.

Do you miss me, blog?

I bet you do. Like I miss you.

And so, I am back in Ipoh for good.

After travelling for sometime, even if it was in Msia itself.

I must admit that I've partially changed my definition of 'travelling' in my book of life.

Scuba diving is now officially a part of my life.

During my course, I've learnt a lot more than expected.

Diving seemed easy to me at first, but it wasn't.

There are many skills and techniques to master before you can be a certified diver.

Also, you have to be mentally strong enough to be a diver as there are unexpected things

you might face underwater. No worries, instructor will guide you all the way.

Just like how my instructor gave me strength and tremendous supports.

I sincerely thank her for her wise teaching method and guidance throughout the course.

Our instructor, Alex.

Besides, there are new frens and divers we made all over the world.

Despite our differences in nationality, language and appearance,

we all shared the one thing special, one spirit and one heart in diving.

Together we do things, meet people and go places underwater.

Alex, Craig and Jennie from UK. David from Belgium.

 Ben, Roman and Flo from France. Rad, Hannah, Adam and George from Aussie.

Sammi and Sanna from Finland.

and the rest of you..

Its my pleasure meeting you guys in Tioman. 

You guys were awesome.

I still can't seem to let myself believe that I actually left tat paradise and back to reality.
A dream, I told myself. Wonderful dream in reality.
Happened to me once in a lifetime.

Though you guys were far away in your respective hometown,

I hope we can still keep in touch and hopefully meet you guys underwater someday, somewhere.

till then.