It actually is kind of weird. I grew up not celebrating Thanksgiving. That’s because I’m from Malaysia. We celebrate a lot of other festivals.
But it’s time like this, that I’m away from home, and Thanksgiving is about spending time with family that I wish I never left my country.
I’ve gone missing.
Life has been crazy, in many ways. Mostly just scenes playing in my head.
I have so many ifs I need answers to, but I’ll never get them, because this is life. I have so many things that I wished I am, like an engineer, because I’ll be able to get jobs before I graduate, and yes, that is right.
I need a stable paid job, but I also want to do what I want to do.
But I already made my choice – my dream.
I’m a photojournalist.
The rustling of the wind, the dark shadows, the warm and humid night. It doesn’t matter if she had a tiny flashlight attached to her keys. Nothing is going to protect her against what’s out there.
He’s making dinner in the kitchen, she thought. Frying the steak, watching how it turns brown, possibly fanning away the smoke that rises from it, along with the smell of various spices he had put on it.
What if, what if, she never comes back again? Imagine this. Her phone, still in the little pouch with her keys attached to it, ringing, and it goes on for a few seconds. Nobody picks up. It lights up and vibrates, in the lonely pouch. Now, you see a wider angle of the place. You can’t see a thing because it’s pitch black. But consciously, you know the phone is there, vibrating and lighting up as he calls. You just can’t place where exactly the phone is.
Not before too long, there’s been at least ten calls made to the phone. He told her to come back within 10 minutes. Food will be done by then. She had ventured out because she was starving. The day has taken its toll on her. Not that she did anything tiring. In fact, she’s been laying in bed all day. Only escaping from this dream-like state of world for a brief one hour. And then, with no reasons, she comes drifting back.
Whilst in the kitchen, she could no longer stand the smell. The smell of blood oozing out from the steak that was on the frying pan.
“I’ve gotta go get something to eat,” she thinks to herself. She unlocks the door, not sure if she said goodbye, and ventures out. And of course, she was unaware of her surroundings, just like usual.
She decides to take the shorter route, just because she was starving and was craving food really bad. Just as she steps into the shadows, she thought to herself how she had taken this route at 2a.m. and it has never seem to be scarier than now. She peeks at her phone, and it tells her that it’s 15 minutes till 10.
And then she’s gone. He keeps track of time, making sure that her steak will still be warm when she comes back.
还不知道接下去的路是怎么样的
有种想放弃一切 自己远走高飞 的感觉
暑假应该相一部日本电影，短，简单 还有追求一种心碎的感觉
I need to rant before I start studying for my Sociology exam. Things have been crazy lately, or I’ve been lazy actually. I should have start organizing and planning my week during the weekends, but then I sort of stuck to my determination of not doing anything to unwind.
I sit here, with numerous events running through my mind that has happened lately. To organize these thoughts, I shall type in bullet points now.
Okay, my 10 minutes is up and I’ll have to study. I shall ponder upon these topics again in the near future.
It will never be enough.
I’ve realized a lot of things this summer.
I think i’m going to miss a lot of people.
Leaving is not a happy thing when home is so far away.
