Easel

I missed the flight this morning..caught in the jam and all the trafficlight suddenly turn red all the way. Now I’m waiting for the next flight to Bintulu. Ha…story of my life.

Now I’m sitting at the airport’s coffee beans…reminding me a distant past. I also sit here at the same place waiting for my flight back to somewhere…oh it’s Miri…here’s the link.

I haven’t been blogging much…and therefore unlike those distant past…now my blog is just simple a blog that I wrote to myself. Hardly anybody read it now.

What am I planning to do next? I guess I will keep on wandering the earth to see as much as I can see and to experience as much. I really can’t do the same thing everyday…I need something new. I need something that I am passionate about. Something that I can devote my wholeself to it.

For now…I need to do something uninteresting in Bintulu…

“The cold and wind and rain don’t know, They only seem to come and go away” – Oasis

Today another colleague of mine leaving my department. The one that new in the dapartment might also leave very soon. All other 3 person also planning to leave as soon as possible. Me? I will always do my best.

A teacher of mine once told the class that If I am to be thrown in the ocean…I will be an island (Kalau dicampak ke dalam lautan akan menjadi pulau). I want to fulfill her prayer.

Will I be an Island here…

He (sit on the left) left…

or maybe…all other in the photo will leave too…who knows what tomorrow brings…