Taking my first step into recovery (or at least would help to lessen whatever things that I have been fighting for for the last 6 months) -- I'm scared.
Did today's 1 Page AT A TIME page and it was this: A list of people that I can always call.
The categories are:
1. Best friend // 2. A Parent // 3. Cool Sibling // 4. Less Cool Sibling // 5. Favorite Aunt // 6. Owes Me A Favor // 7. Has A Car // 8. Always Ready to Party // 9. Knows Everything // 10. Knows Just Enough // 10. Grandparent // 11. 1 More.
I am ashamed to say that, out of 11, I only have a few names came to mind.
How my life has deducted so many social interactions that I only have these few people which to be honest, I don't think I'm on their list.
Or, to be really honest, no one is on my speed dial anymore.
I feel rather sad knowing that, I sort of only have me if anything. (And Allah, I know, I know.)
Fuck, this is making me feel worse.
Wednesday, December 2, 2015
Sunday, October 4, 2015
Finally saying Hi in October
Whoa life has been out of control lately.
I've been getting episodes within 48 hours and dat shit cray.
I just gotta buck up and get through this, because I truly believes that Allah puts you in a position which only you can bear.
inshaAllah, inshaAllah.
I've been getting episodes within 48 hours and dat shit cray.
I just gotta buck up and get through this, because I truly believes that Allah puts you in a position which only you can bear.
inshaAllah, inshaAllah.
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
A fleeting (but cherished nonetheless) memory.
Exactly a month ago today I was on a plane flying to London. Only God knows how much I miss being in that place and how I would trade anything to be there again.
Is this a sign that I should drop everything and resume my study as what was planned back in 2009?
Is this a sign that I should drop everything and resume my study as what was planned back in 2009?
Or, a catapult for something better?
Or, maybe, juuust maybe....I romanticise everything, even I try not to.
Also, on the side note: I saw couple of pics of Athina and Ed and they looked happy and I am actually sad that they're no longer together. :(
--
#findingSerendipity received its first response on 26th July, from a taxi driver (the cab that I took on the way back home from Ed's show), he contacted my friend (whom gave her facebook contact -- I left her love letter in the cab, I'm more modern I guess, I only left my instagram on a picture) and proceeded saying
"Hi __, thank you for leaving the love letter and your photo in my taxi last night. I'm guessing you were one of the young ladies from Malaysia I dropped home to Waterville Row... Well, you would not have known but I lost my wife to cancer 12 years ago and I have been on my own since then and your letter brought a tear to my eye but also a smile to my heart and I would like to say thank you very much..."
Things like this makes me happy. I am a happy kid. xo
Love,
D.
p.s. wouldn't it be nice if blogspot comes up with emojis? Jussayin'
Saturday, August 1, 2015
Home pt. deux.
If there is one thing I wish I can keep it forever in a loop albeit it being a bittersweet moment, let it be this -- I cried at the lyric of a song that says something along the line "I want to come back home" on the way back from Dublin to KL.
Home is where the heart is, no?
My heart must've been everywhere and nowhere, because then if the quote rings true I am homeless af.
I thought I'm gonna let this go and let everything go and let everything be.
Like, not hoping on anything at all anymore.
(but i am a freakin' hopeless romantic as long as i can even remember)
At times I feel I am home.
At times I feel like I am lost.
"All my friends have come to find another place to let their hearts collide"
Home is where the heart is, no?
My heart must've been everywhere and nowhere, because then if the quote rings true I am homeless af.
I thought I'm gonna let this go and let everything go and let everything be.
Like, not hoping on anything at all anymore.
(but i am a freakin' hopeless romantic as long as i can even remember)
At times I feel I am home.
At times I feel like I am lost.
"All my friends have come to find another place to let their hearts collide"
Thursday, July 30, 2015
Home.
Dear internet,
I had the chance to spent 14 days away from home mostly with myself and the unfamiliar and it was brilliant. There were a few things I wish I am more of, but then again, that what makes me - Me.
Started my journey with 6 days in London, exploring the city over 2 days and the rest day trips outside London to see Harry Potter, Oxford and Brighton. I wish I have all the pictures with me but sadly my phone got stolen on my last day in Italy en route to Dublin, however Alhamdulillah all is well, it was just my phone.
London was all kind of lovely, I can almost picture myself living there. People are super polite, everywhere you go is picturesque I cannot let go of my camera app (my trusty xz1 had a memory problem hence I was very reliant on my six. :() - I heard a lot of complaints on the weather but I reckon I can make do with it! But almost everything was super expensive too.
My Raya was fun! Had a short stint helping out at the dapur with the head chef (which to my surprise is a guy) before I hit the sack because day at Brighton really took its toll on my body. You know all the excitement people feel on Raya eve which I havent feel in a while? Yeah, I frikkin got that - away from my family, who would've thought!
On Raya evening, me and a friend made our way to Roma! and it was freakin dry and super warm I almost wish I am back in Malaysia. Had a really bad head ache on the next morning en route to Colesseo - not fun not fun. The Colesseo on the other hand was magnificent. It is amazing to think how people way back when came up with such structure and also how your status play a huge role in placing you in society it almost made me sick thinking of it. Like, how thankful I am now we are living in a world that is putting less and less emphasis on that - even though not entirely diminished.
We then made our way to Vatican City which was jawdropping to say the least. Ah lahvly! Ended the day with a visit to Piazza Navona with gelato in hand and made a pit stop at Pantheon it was majestic omfg - also visited Trevi fountain but it was under renovation - so not funny Roma!
Moving forward, we continued our journey to Cinque Terre the land of super polite and friendly Italians (!!) I kid you not! We hitchhiked to Riomaggiore from La Spezia because apparently the host from Ostello (Tramonti - Hostel) forgot to inform that there was no bus service on the day we arrived and we got free rides from an adorable and friendly Pakcik Taxi and a random stranger who lives in Manarola (another kampung after Riomaggiore) who cannot speak nor understand English but was ever so kind to give us a ride anyway.
The remaining three days, we spent it lazing around the beaches. Monterreso had our heart and burnt our skin the most :P, Vernazza was quaint little kampung with narrow alleys, Manarola gave tiny fun with youngsters all around and my ever so fav Riomagiorre feels a snug alright - a feeling that I always loved. The seafood snacks, crushed iced coffee and pizzas are da bomb dot com. For future reference: Cantin d' Miky in Monterresso serves the best pasta out of all 5 villages hands down!
Corniglia was the only village that we didnt set foot on, it was so hot and there were one too many steps to hike up no thank you.
After full three days in CT, we then made our way to one last stop before ending my trip in Italy which was to visit Lucca and Pisa in one day. Lucca came in such an adorable surprise where you can see the locals everywhere (unlike Rome, mostly dominated by Chinese - I know! I was quite surprised too!) and they were super stylish and friendly! Roamed around the famous Lucca wall with bicycle and visited the churches, museums and trying out the food joints I found on the internet - they didnt disappoint me one bit!
Bid adieu to Lucca in the afternoon for Pisa where my phone got stolen. Got pick pocketed within our proximity. I still feel sad thought but benda dah nak jadi, hence i only have like 10% of my Europe trip pics. :(. So instead visiting the Pisa tower and high fiving everyone trying to take picture holding up the leaning tower - we head down to the airport and found ourselves a BnB to crash before our flight to Dublin 6AM the next day.
Dublin: People asked you how youve been and they demand honest answer. Sigh how lah can I not love Dublin?? Sole purpose visiting Dublin was to see Ed Sheeran. We slept most of the time due to the jetlagged (me mostly because i suck) and tiredness going in and out of the airport for the past few days. So started the day late, most prolly at 2pm, had our lunch, strolling around the malls (which was super cheap! Because as the Italians put it, SALDI! *ahem Sale* everywhere sigh I almost died - I am not one who shops when travel but This, i made an exception (also goes to the same with London <3)
We sorta got lost on our way to Croke Park for the concert and fate had it that we bumped into a Dubliner who lived in Malaysia for quite sometime and he just went flippin excited that "It is not that often you'd meet Malaysian princesses like this" (see what I mean??? Maybe me and Ed are meant for each other because Ireland, is so warm heheheh) and proceeded to talk in little Bahasa that he can remember, he told us where to stop and we continue talking and exchanging numbers.
Then, come the closing of the trip EDDDDDD SHEEEERAAAAAN!!! Man frikkin mental, awh we witnessed a proposal in front of us during the Tenerife Sea "so in love" riffs that Ed plays on and on and on, I was just so touched, can my prince come already?
The whole set was so surreal, I cried at A-team because it finally has sinked in that I was there soaking in his set, I was finally exploring unknown cities on my own and that I was way away from home and was having the best time of my life.
And did I tell you Ed brought Kodaline and Glen Hansard for "All I want"????? SIGH MY HEART.
The pakcik taxi back was so proud of Ed Sheeran too, Dubliners, you A+ people you! <333
lovelovelove,
D.
<3
I had the chance to spent 14 days away from home mostly with myself and the unfamiliar and it was brilliant. There were a few things I wish I am more of, but then again, that what makes me - Me.
Started my journey with 6 days in London, exploring the city over 2 days and the rest day trips outside London to see Harry Potter, Oxford and Brighton. I wish I have all the pictures with me but sadly my phone got stolen on my last day in Italy en route to Dublin, however Alhamdulillah all is well, it was just my phone.
London was all kind of lovely, I can almost picture myself living there. People are super polite, everywhere you go is picturesque I cannot let go of my camera app (my trusty xz1 had a memory problem hence I was very reliant on my six. :() - I heard a lot of complaints on the weather but I reckon I can make do with it! But almost everything was super expensive too.
My Raya was fun! Had a short stint helping out at the dapur with the head chef (which to my surprise is a guy) before I hit the sack because day at Brighton really took its toll on my body. You know all the excitement people feel on Raya eve which I havent feel in a while? Yeah, I frikkin got that - away from my family, who would've thought!
On Raya evening, me and a friend made our way to Roma! and it was freakin dry and super warm I almost wish I am back in Malaysia. Had a really bad head ache on the next morning en route to Colesseo - not fun not fun. The Colesseo on the other hand was magnificent. It is amazing to think how people way back when came up with such structure and also how your status play a huge role in placing you in society it almost made me sick thinking of it. Like, how thankful I am now we are living in a world that is putting less and less emphasis on that - even though not entirely diminished.
We then made our way to Vatican City which was jawdropping to say the least. Ah lahvly! Ended the day with a visit to Piazza Navona with gelato in hand and made a pit stop at Pantheon it was majestic omfg - also visited Trevi fountain but it was under renovation - so not funny Roma!
Moving forward, we continued our journey to Cinque Terre the land of super polite and friendly Italians (!!) I kid you not! We hitchhiked to Riomaggiore from La Spezia because apparently the host from Ostello (Tramonti - Hostel) forgot to inform that there was no bus service on the day we arrived and we got free rides from an adorable and friendly Pakcik Taxi and a random stranger who lives in Manarola (another kampung after Riomaggiore) who cannot speak nor understand English but was ever so kind to give us a ride anyway.
The remaining three days, we spent it lazing around the beaches. Monterreso had our heart and burnt our skin the most :P, Vernazza was quaint little kampung with narrow alleys, Manarola gave tiny fun with youngsters all around and my ever so fav Riomagiorre feels a snug alright - a feeling that I always loved. The seafood snacks, crushed iced coffee and pizzas are da bomb dot com. For future reference: Cantin d' Miky in Monterresso serves the best pasta out of all 5 villages hands down!
Corniglia was the only village that we didnt set foot on, it was so hot and there were one too many steps to hike up no thank you.
After full three days in CT, we then made our way to one last stop before ending my trip in Italy which was to visit Lucca and Pisa in one day. Lucca came in such an adorable surprise where you can see the locals everywhere (unlike Rome, mostly dominated by Chinese - I know! I was quite surprised too!) and they were super stylish and friendly! Roamed around the famous Lucca wall with bicycle and visited the churches, museums and trying out the food joints I found on the internet - they didnt disappoint me one bit!
Bid adieu to Lucca in the afternoon for Pisa where my phone got stolen. Got pick pocketed within our proximity. I still feel sad thought but benda dah nak jadi, hence i only have like 10% of my Europe trip pics. :(. So instead visiting the Pisa tower and high fiving everyone trying to take picture holding up the leaning tower - we head down to the airport and found ourselves a BnB to crash before our flight to Dublin 6AM the next day.
Dublin: People asked you how youve been and they demand honest answer. Sigh how lah can I not love Dublin?? Sole purpose visiting Dublin was to see Ed Sheeran. We slept most of the time due to the jetlagged (me mostly because i suck) and tiredness going in and out of the airport for the past few days. So started the day late, most prolly at 2pm, had our lunch, strolling around the malls (which was super cheap! Because as the Italians put it, SALDI! *ahem Sale* everywhere sigh I almost died - I am not one who shops when travel but This, i made an exception (also goes to the same with London <3)
We sorta got lost on our way to Croke Park for the concert and fate had it that we bumped into a Dubliner who lived in Malaysia for quite sometime and he just went flippin excited that "It is not that often you'd meet Malaysian princesses like this" (see what I mean??? Maybe me and Ed are meant for each other because Ireland, is so warm heheheh) and proceeded to talk in little Bahasa that he can remember, he told us where to stop and we continue talking and exchanging numbers.
Then, come the closing of the trip EDDDDDD SHEEEERAAAAAN!!! Man frikkin mental, awh we witnessed a proposal in front of us during the Tenerife Sea "so in love" riffs that Ed plays on and on and on, I was just so touched, can my prince come already?
The whole set was so surreal, I cried at A-team because it finally has sinked in that I was there soaking in his set, I was finally exploring unknown cities on my own and that I was way away from home and was having the best time of my life.
And did I tell you Ed brought Kodaline and Glen Hansard for "All I want"????? SIGH MY HEART.
The pakcik taxi back was so proud of Ed Sheeran too, Dubliners, you A+ people you! <333
lovelovelove,
D.
<3
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Thursday, June 25, 2015
Fortnight.
Dear Internet,
It has just sunk in that I'll be fleeing the country (ha!) in just a bit of two weeks. I've been keeping mum about this the longest I can remember to be honest and I honestly feel like maybe this is what it is like to be engaged to someone and that you have to keep mum about it until the right time comes to let the world know.
This feels good. All these planning, though very vague as I have never been to the places before, tickles me at all the right spot. This feels a snug alright, Alhamdulillah. It is after all my favorite month of the year (Ramadhan Kareem!), I pray that this trip will be fruitful and bearing good news, inshaAllah.
I've been reflecting on how things work lately and sometimes I feel like I should take a breather, and pursue the road not taken. Now if only I have the $$ to do it....
To be honest, this whole economy downturn shenanigans really worry me, but at the same time it is triggering this button of "why the hell not" on things that I put on hold because of le career, but yes, WHY THE FUCK NOT amirite?
I got no huge commitment, no boy to come home to, might as well do it now and do it good and come back into the field as a strong player than I am now!
Sometimes I feel like I am such a dreamer, a true idealist at heart (even though I would deny that and say that I am realist 100% of the time, ha!). But that what makes me, Me, yanno?
Bismillah, may Allah guide me (and us).
Ramadhan Kareem!
xx,
Me
It has just sunk in that I'll be fleeing the country (ha!) in just a bit of two weeks. I've been keeping mum about this the longest I can remember to be honest and I honestly feel like maybe this is what it is like to be engaged to someone and that you have to keep mum about it until the right time comes to let the world know.
This feels good. All these planning, though very vague as I have never been to the places before, tickles me at all the right spot. This feels a snug alright, Alhamdulillah. It is after all my favorite month of the year (Ramadhan Kareem!), I pray that this trip will be fruitful and bearing good news, inshaAllah.
I've been reflecting on how things work lately and sometimes I feel like I should take a breather, and pursue the road not taken. Now if only I have the $$ to do it....
To be honest, this whole economy downturn shenanigans really worry me, but at the same time it is triggering this button of "why the hell not" on things that I put on hold because of le career, but yes, WHY THE FUCK NOT amirite?
I got no huge commitment, no boy to come home to, might as well do it now and do it good and come back into the field as a strong player than I am now!
Sometimes I feel like I am such a dreamer, a true idealist at heart (even though I would deny that and say that I am realist 100% of the time, ha!). But that what makes me, Me, yanno?
Bismillah, may Allah guide me (and us).
Ramadhan Kareem!
xx,
Me
Sunday, May 31, 2015
SundayFunday #2.
World,
I am in love with my new hair, and also my eventful weekend. I ran, hiked, and ate to my heart content (ok more towards gulping down wonderful bittersweet drinks yums) all within these two days. And I got my car back! *THROWS GOLD GLITTERS AND CONFETTI*
I mean, wow hair you made me look like a passable cutie for once!
xx,
Me.
I am in love with my new hair, and also my eventful weekend. I ran, hiked, and ate to my heart content (ok more towards gulping down wonderful bittersweet drinks yums) all within these two days. And I got my car back! *THROWS GOLD GLITTERS AND CONFETTI*
I mean, wow hair you made me look like a passable cutie for once!
xx,
Me.
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Things I'm Eternally Grateful for.
My brothers/my cats/my friends/my family/my social circle/my ability to shut down whenever I need to/my me time/my resilience/random(fun) conversations/random lovely encounters/that moment of realising that I am not completely alone (like today)/my quirks/my (i try to maintain it) health/that (Alhamdulillah) rezq' given for me to support me and my brothers/my lovely mom/the time I got to spent with her/music, my kind/people, my kind/a roof on top of my head/food that is almost always on the table/internet subscription/awesome series/cats in general/my Uni life/that I am single <3/broccoli/rocket leaves/mushroooms!/ok food/that I live in a world where beaches are pretty accessible whenever I want to/that I can still commute even though I have a car problem/Abah's trusts in me/ice creams/my virtual social circle/after work time.
xx,
Me.
xx,
Me.
Monday, May 25, 2015
SundayFunday.
I have not been driving for a month now and though part of me miss that, another part of me is enjoying this bit where I have this limitation of not going to things unless it is important to me.
It simplify things, and a lot more me time! You can never get enough of me time nowadays.
So, my Europe trip is in another 47 days! forty, seven, days.
It is a bit more than a month!
Excited!
But more so, i do not know what to pack.
Excited!
There will be fooooooood! I am gonna eat pizza in the land of pizza!
How cool is that? :D
This is the most random thing I've done so far. Man, i love me.
xx,
Me
It simplify things, and a lot more me time! You can never get enough of me time nowadays.
So, my Europe trip is in another 47 days! forty, seven, days.
It is a bit more than a month!
Excited!
But more so, i do not know what to pack.
Excited!
There will be fooooooood! I am gonna eat pizza in the land of pizza!
How cool is that? :D
This is the most random thing I've done so far. Man, i love me.
xx,
Me
Monday, May 18, 2015
Thrdvw.
(Source: yescyrus, via radical-illusion)
Interesting had happen, but they are temporary.
D is feeling restless, and hopeless.
But I can see somehow D will find a way out.
Poor, poor little D.
You'll get over this soon.
This too, shall pass.
xx,
Me.
Sunday, May 17, 2015
Roadtrip #2.
Aaaah what a lovely weekend I'm having this week! <3
You know i read somewhere that we don't always acknowledge time we spent enjoying ourselves, like we never stop and take a step back to realise, "this is fun, I am happy, I am content, I love being around myself" -- you know?
Like you should at least say this to yourself "Ah, if this isn't life, I don't know what is"
I have weird set of friends, they are not weird themselves but if I take a good hard look at it I have such a diversified social circle sometimes I feel like what the heck, when did I manage to get into these lovely people's lives?
The sisters' set was too lovely for words. And, ohmygod having such a gorgeous house by the sea. What a view!
Spent most of last night with the bros out on the beach, I sang two new songs I made (on top of my head -- perasan ala ala freestyle la) and it made me realise how fun I can be at times. (Kasi can la okay I had a very stressful week)
If money is not an object I would love to bring Pops along for the roadtrip. InshaAllah, soon!
It warms my tiny little heart to see my bros having fun! <3
Alhamdulillah.
xx,
Me.
You know i read somewhere that we don't always acknowledge time we spent enjoying ourselves, like we never stop and take a step back to realise, "this is fun, I am happy, I am content, I love being around myself" -- you know?
Like you should at least say this to yourself "Ah, if this isn't life, I don't know what is"
I have weird set of friends, they are not weird themselves but if I take a good hard look at it I have such a diversified social circle sometimes I feel like what the heck, when did I manage to get into these lovely people's lives?
The sisters' set was too lovely for words. And, ohmygod having such a gorgeous house by the sea. What a view!
Spent most of last night with the bros out on the beach, I sang two new songs I made (on top of my head -- perasan ala ala freestyle la) and it made me realise how fun I can be at times. (Kasi can la okay I had a very stressful week)
If money is not an object I would love to bring Pops along for the roadtrip. InshaAllah, soon!
It warms my tiny little heart to see my bros having fun! <3
Alhamdulillah.
xx,
Me.
Monday, May 11, 2015
How?
I always have this set of burning questions no one seems to have the best answer to.
Answer them for me, please?
--
How the heck do you know that you've found the one?
How do you justify your feelings and how do you quantify it to be called "love"?
At what point you would know that the interest shown in you is genuine?
How do you react?
If after a while you find it flaky, how do you save your heart?
How do you save your face?
How do you act nonchalant even though the attention given is all you want but you know it is just not right?
How do you love fully, unconditionally?
How do you accept defeat?
How do you act all carefree and be really confident in whatever you are feeling?
Just, how?
xx,
Me.
Answer them for me, please?
--
How the heck do you know that you've found the one?
How do you justify your feelings and how do you quantify it to be called "love"?
At what point you would know that the interest shown in you is genuine?
How do you react?
If after a while you find it flaky, how do you save your heart?
How do you save your face?
How do you act nonchalant even though the attention given is all you want but you know it is just not right?
How do you love fully, unconditionally?
How do you accept defeat?
How do you act all carefree and be really confident in whatever you are feeling?
Just, how?
xx,
Me.
Sunday, May 10, 2015
Hello, again.
I do not know what is it with me and the constant need to run from things whenever life throws lemons at me.
I know I shouldve come up with millions recipes of lemonade variation by now.
"When life throws you lemon, you make lemonade" (? - me, forever lame but whatevrs)
--
I hope no one finds me here. Or at least no one I know.
Life has been a bit weird. I at one point really do my own company.
Also, I used to be so in love and passionate in what I (used to) do.
Not anymore.
Or not yet.
All I can think of is fill up my piggy bank and take a year off.
Off finding myself or off finding and be close to my Creator.
During my visit to Sabah last month, I had so many monologues and I have never felt that close with the Creator, i felt like sobbing of happiness. I see millions of stars (literally millions!) in the darkest night at 4am-ish hike and again, i felt like sobbing. I felt how tiny I was, how there are more to life than work, relationships, pleasing people and fitting in.
That I don't really need most of the things I want/have.
Y'know? Such an ethereal and surreal feeling.
Alhamdulillah for the chance of really pursuing my fitness project last year. I lost quite a bit, gained a bit of confidence like mad woman (I do feel like I'm way too much to handle sometimes, now) and somehow the pretty ok looking side of me that I never thought was there before.
I feel like this year is all about finding my Creator, be close to Him and let things be.
I hope my July project will become a reality and a smooth sailing at that. Looking forward to spend a bit of my time to learn how to fast outside of my comfort zone, be away from everyone and learn a thing or two of being a human being that is not tied to any nationality.
I hope I will find love, or love will find me because tbh, I need that. I think it is frikkin time. (lol)
Maybe I should really saves up and see where my bank account can take me, no?
xx,
Me.
I know I shouldve come up with millions recipes of lemonade variation by now.
"When life throws you lemon, you make lemonade" (? - me, forever lame but whatevrs)
--
I hope no one finds me here. Or at least no one I know.
Life has been a bit weird. I at one point really do my own company.
Also, I used to be so in love and passionate in what I (used to) do.
Not anymore.
Or not yet.
All I can think of is fill up my piggy bank and take a year off.
Off finding myself or off finding and be close to my Creator.
During my visit to Sabah last month, I had so many monologues and I have never felt that close with the Creator, i felt like sobbing of happiness. I see millions of stars (literally millions!) in the darkest night at 4am-ish hike and again, i felt like sobbing. I felt how tiny I was, how there are more to life than work, relationships, pleasing people and fitting in.
That I don't really need most of the things I want/have.
Y'know? Such an ethereal and surreal feeling.
Alhamdulillah for the chance of really pursuing my fitness project last year. I lost quite a bit, gained a bit of confidence like mad woman (I do feel like I'm way too much to handle sometimes, now) and somehow the pretty ok looking side of me that I never thought was there before.
I feel like this year is all about finding my Creator, be close to Him and let things be.
I hope my July project will become a reality and a smooth sailing at that. Looking forward to spend a bit of my time to learn how to fast outside of my comfort zone, be away from everyone and learn a thing or two of being a human being that is not tied to any nationality.
I hope I will find love, or love will find me because tbh, I need that. I think it is frikkin time. (lol)
Maybe I should really saves up and see where my bank account can take me, no?
xx,
Me.
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