I woke up this morning, realized that it’s been a week since our last family trip to Brastagi and Tongging. 3 days without the boyfriend around, feel like 3 weeks already. I am somewhat scare, seeing how the world evolves and how fast day by day pass. How fast I have something in my hand and lost it the next day.

I just felt so crowded yesterday when met up with the high school friends. Now, I feel so alone. A sudden empty and lost. Knowing that they were here yesterday but soon will depart to other cities to finish their studies or work. At this kind of time, turning music on at the highest volume is the best thing to kill the lonesome. Sigh.

I know, there is a teaching in Buddhist saying that nothing is permanent. Segala sesuatu tidaklah kekal. I’m still very much being tied up to this Tanha (craving, desire, want, thirst) feeling. Not a good thing. But hey, I’m just a human being who can make mistake. Lame old but popular reason. And people still use that reason to protect the Malaysia Minister of Health from his sex scandal issue. Bah! They might need a drug rehab to clean their mind.