Living outside of Malaysia for a long term is something that never cross my mind. Sometimes when i am tired of the hectic life here, i would think of being away and never come back. Ha ha. That maybe just a word of disappointment or i could said a short giving up feeling.
Sometimes things that we really pray for, not happening. And the things that we take it as a joke, happened. By fate, i am now in Australia living a brand new life that i once thought of when i am so pissed off in Malaysia. But guess what, i am never happy.
Things are not as wonderful as i thought. It's like a world of black and white, with only two doors. The exit door or the change. Change myself to fit into what i am doing everyday now or take the exit door back to my life that i am freely being myself.
Dilemma. Self comforting. Not to over thinking. How long more can i hold on? I don't know.
Tired. What should i do?
