the 10 day extension here has been amazing. whether or not i'm ready, come 2135, i'll be on that plane.
as how it normally is, the moment i'm about to step into the plane, with a deep breath inhaled and exhaled, words that run through my mind are, "let's do this. Melbourne is home for the season."
Looking at the above and the previous post, it seems as if i dread Melbourne. No, i don't. Just as i have things that i miss and am looking forward to in Melbourne, there are things that i will surely miss here in Malaysia. That's hard to leave behind. Family who will always be there. Friends that we've reminisced the past with. Crazy school life, crazy church life. Looking through old photos and laughing at ourselves silly. Picking up from where we left off and getting closer and growing from there.
So, don't get me wrong people, Melbourne is great! REALLY GREAT! If it ever occurs that it's time to leave Melbourne for good, it definitely won't be an easy thing to do. Is that convincing enough?
Melbourne, it's time to pick up from where we left off. I'll be home soon!
Today, I love food. However, I once threatened to report my parents for child abuse because they were forcing me to eat something for dinner. True story
Monday, January 28, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
not quite ready
hello to all,
this has got to be one of the most deserted blogs that you come across. a dear friend did comment saying something like, "how do you give hope, if there are no new posts?" well, here i am once again penning my thoughts. ok, maybe not my thoughts in it's entirety since i would like to think myself as a very reserved person. some may beg to differ.
i remember it so clearly. a week ago, i had all my bags packed, luggages weighed, clothes that were set apart to be worn for the remainder of my trip, all laid out. it seemed too soon to part with family, friends and surroundings that i've been so familiar with. you may think it weird, but, i've NEVER really felt homesick before. it has always been, that, home is where God wants me to be for that season.
today, i'm still here in the motherland. the statement does not change. Melbourne, you will be my home for the season, but i'm not quite ready. Give me a few more days. Please wait for my return. (not like you have a choice)
for now, Malaysia, you are my home even if it's only for a few more days. Bring me the best that you have to offer!
ta.
this has got to be one of the most deserted blogs that you come across. a dear friend did comment saying something like, "how do you give hope, if there are no new posts?" well, here i am once again penning my thoughts. ok, maybe not my thoughts in it's entirety since i would like to think myself as a very reserved person. some may beg to differ.
i remember it so clearly. a week ago, i had all my bags packed, luggages weighed, clothes that were set apart to be worn for the remainder of my trip, all laid out. it seemed too soon to part with family, friends and surroundings that i've been so familiar with. you may think it weird, but, i've NEVER really felt homesick before. it has always been, that, home is where God wants me to be for that season.
today, i'm still here in the motherland. the statement does not change. Melbourne, you will be my home for the season, but i'm not quite ready. Give me a few more days. Please wait for my return. (not like you have a choice)
for now, Malaysia, you are my home even if it's only for a few more days. Bring me the best that you have to offer!
ta.
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