I came back from Sabah this afternoon and I met someone I hold dearly to my heart. I guess i forgotten how he actually look like cause i can't find him in the crowd..., now I say : HE LOOKS so much COOLER and HANDSOME in his uniform (almost like a pilot uniform ) How cool is that?
But somehow..my holidays in Sabah was a great one. Although I complained...(who doesn't?- culture differences what) when I looked through the pictures we took together, they were beautiful and awesome. They contained smiles, happiness, laughters and even thoughts..
Well throughout the trips I was very quiet. I had many things on my mind... I don't know what to say. What there are to talk about when everyone is having some identity crisis - since it was a holiday trip, might as well forget all the troubles of life. Then I asked Mable a question : Mable when are u going back and she said May 23rd....
I was like" har... so fast..."
And then I realized wah... they are leaving faster than I expected.
Time: Why must you passed every single second? Can't you stop a while??
I too.. hate the fact that I ccccooommmmmeeee back to reality. I need to continue my job hunting... despite my low self-esteem. But i put that all to next week. I am going to spend this week with all my friends before I continue my routine- life- crisis- identity search.
Mable... I do it all for you. Oh yeah... and I loved the way Joan and Mable hugged me in LCCT this afternoon. I know I am huggable....:-) Thanks. Hug me more ya... I might miss it.
Only for Mable~ Memories of Juayn of Mable.
3 comments:
i cried when i read this....
=) travel can be a temporary escapism but it can be a cool reality too. dun think that the job-hunting life is gonna be hard. Cuz it won't be that hard if u dun want it to be. Dipping urself too long outside of the reality is fatal. dun get addicted. U know that u are not alone on this journey coz u have lotsa lotsa frens out there to support you. to pray for u, above all, to love u, including me =)
That was a sweet post! I miss you. How are you doing?
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