Irony of time
it has already been a month since my arrival back to this island.
and oh boy it feels bad to be back here.
somehow, when one goes onto a family vacation, seems that its suppose to be a jolly good time when the date to come back home glooms near. but for me, touching down in Los Angeles International Airport was the best feeling i ever got in Months.
Being in LA sure does bring good memory, and perhaps some bad ones.
the last time i was in LA, was in Summer 2008. its a Family vacation and my cousin tagged along.
during that time, i dont feel like being in LA due to the fact that i had someone waiting for me in Singapore. and that person, was indeed worth coming back for. ( at that point of time)
so back to Dec 2011, well i dont feel at home, i dont feel like i am home, i dont feel the warmth, i dont look forward for anything, i dont wanna be here, i dont want to ever be here.
weird coming from me with that fact that i am born here and 90% of the people i know in my life are from here.
for goodness sake, someone out there, do reach out to me and give me a pat on my back and say ” its all going to be okay “
