Since I came to Bali to further my studies, I noticed that I've changed but I don't know in which way I've changed. One obvious thing is, I am not myself at all.. When I look at myself in the mirror I see some stranger with my face, not myself. Every time I go back home, I am myself but the moment I step my foot in this island I don't know what will posses me but I don't recognize myself anymore.. Why?? Yes, even I wonder why..
But, last week I found myself while in Bali.. Yes!!! I did.. When my dearie came down for a vacation in this island.. I breathed fresh air.. The 4 days I spent with her was HEAVEN! We did what we like, what we used to do not bothered what will others think.. I talked normally, I talked my mind. I no need to think 1000 times before spilling even a word out so that it won't be a "wrong rumors going around Bali." Right now, I feel my vocabulary is limited to describe my feelings. It was an awesome feeling.. Both of us miss another soul in msia who couldn't make it here. Though we had fun, I make use of every moment I was with her. I wish I could be like that everyday now... Unfortunately, the stranger inside me came back alive as soon as she left.. What should I do... Hmm, I'm waiting to go back hopefully for Raya.. I'm so eager to welcome the new comer into the family with both my besties.. God, bless me to clear the papers and go back for raya either b4 or after yudisium.. Pleaseeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!
