Monday, September 2, 2013

8 more days away.

Time flies. 8 more days to go and i will be on the flight yet i haven't got my visa. Phew. Mix feeling
Don't ever dare to think, what if, just what if i didn't get it? Its like someone just prick on my bubble and i got nothing left.

Can't sleep well every night. Woke up every morning to check the status of my visa application and i hate this life. Waiting is torturing.
I used to hope that i can just become a pup, eat, sleep and play is their life without any trouble but i realize that its not what i actually think.
The waiting part is the most torturing one. they have to be patient and wait for us to give them the food, wait for us to come back from work and play with them. somehow i feel so sad when my dog spend whole day waiting in front of the window expecting something. What they can do on their own is just to sleep and wait.

I'm glad that people around me started to plan for their future. How about me ? No idea.
Hope that i can utilize the following year to sort it out what i really want. Shall see.

Bye.M


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