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Monica Weizen Justin is verbally not good in words. So here i am, writing down all my thoughts, my feelings that no one in this world would know. So whoever bother to read this, could understand me better. If there is no one bothers, it is ok. It is simply because i don't create this blog for you, but for myself. :)
If there is anywhere in my stories that you think has something adversely to do with you, i hereby apologize first. I just want to have my own page with my own stories without being censored. The pages are the products of my thoughts that have been derived from a rational reasoning in my own unique way.
I want to be just myself.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Where do I belonged to?

All of a sudden this question pop up.

Where?

Sadly, no where.

This is the first day of my life, after just ending another in Kuching. Life in The Land Of Hornbill is now neatly kept in my diary.

This is what I feel everytime I go back. Where am I heading to actually? Where am I longing for? Where?

Home? Which home? And where is that home?

And what is home again?

oh. I have almost forgotten what it feels like home.

It has been so long since I really was at home. Years.

Wow.. it is more than 10 years now..

Thinking back. Well... For Christ's sake, I don't belonged to any where. To anyone.

Last 5years, Her-story hidden, by strength. It is written in my eyes, my heart.

Whenever holidays came, I was happy, eager to go back, to meet families.

But each time I finally landed, I suddenly realize, where am I heading to? Where? Who are they that I am so eager to meet?

Despite being so excited to go back, I couldn't tell.... Wow..

The excitement is gone after I landed. Every single time.

So, It is Mother's Day huh?

Every restaurant is fully booked, everyone posts out HappY Mother's Day to their beloved mommy.

Hmmmm...... What more could I say..

Hey, it is written in the drops from my eyes too...

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