solitude

on holidays now. feel like going off somewhere on my own...somewhere far far away, some strange place...to really look at myself.

now...i can only do that through books. speaking of which...just bought one on a collection of George Orwell's novels. i foresee a fun and pleasant but mind-winding read :)

i also feel like connecting with friends i haven't talked to for a long long while. a spur by Nickelback's If Today Was Your Last Day perhaps? Partly. but i really miss the old days. n guilty for not being a better friend.

feel like going shopping on my own too. no fretting about occupying too much of other people's time in a shop that don't interest them as much it interests me. not that i don't like shopping with other people...i like it. just that right now....i really would love it if i could lose myself between books and cds and other shops that satisfy my curiosity.

feel like roaming places i haven't been to in kl on my own. i'd bet mom has sth to say to that. she always does. mayb pop too. have they forgotten i'm already 21 and not some gullible teenager? i know they're worried, but i have my own life, my own plans too.

always i think that they should have more faith in me in that regard. but then thinking of it...i haven't really done something that'd earn the faith and autonomy i want. but then again...they'd still worry their heads off no matter what i do.

how lah?