A small letter of Confession

Didn't mention earlier that I've moved to a new place.

Everything is nice here.

The pool is big and gorgeous, even though I don't go swim.

Tiara is still better in the aspect of security.

But here feels more like home.

Though there is a rather unfriendly housemate.

Who is a UTAR admin worker. In PB block.

That explains her coolness.

Even when you say hi right at her face, she won't greet you back.

Talk about coincidence.

I have my own room, which is the best part.

Living with my distant cousie.

Her mom & mine are very close, as both of them clarified.

I miss home.

What I love here are shopping malls, nice restaurants & cafe.

Good food and beautiful shoes.

Also good money.

Other than that, there is nothing else left for me to miss this place.

Except the unwanted memory.

What I miss in hometown are my very own home & church, & food I can't get here.

The simpleness and calmness.

Dad & mum are coming in August for convocation.

Finally I'm graduating.

Well, I can make good money there too.

But I have nowhere to spend them.

Down the drain with all my membership cards.

At least I have a very valid reason to stay here still.

The lifestyle.

I don't know how to give up Delicious, GSC, Padini, Vincci, Faceshop, Diva,

New York fish and chips, Walk In, Greenbox, Kim Gary, endless list.

and all the outlets Adeline has tempted me with.

I have another confession to make.

The distant cousie has been asking me to go to church with her.

But because of my upside down life, I'm not ready to see God.

Sometimes I'm really a perfectionist.

I want to be in good condition to see God.

Maybe some will think this is just an excuse.

But it's not.

I can't see Him unless I know I feel right enough.

I have a lot of worries which have been circling around in my head for weeks.

I have to settle them before I can go to church.

And I feel guilty not going.

I miss SIB.

I seriously need to read more books.

My writing skills has gone worse.

Gone all my inspiration.