finally....

finally back in singapore.

over the last two weeks, as we spent a great deal of time anchored at tioman island, i have truly missed this place i call home.

but, now that i am back...

somehow, i am still left longing.

not so much as those days at tioman, but...

there are still so much that i miss,
so much that has flowed away.



ship board life isn't really all that bad.
but...

to say that i enjoy it would be a lie.

mainly because, to me, i feel that there are no true friends there for me.

everyone works together, but it just doesn't feel right.

no one i can really talk to.

correction, no one that i trust enough to talk without inhibitions.


some may see me as being "political" when my behavior differs in the presence of individual to individual, but i really find it very hard to ease up, and even hold a normal conversation with some people.


over the last two weeks, i missed myself.

the me that not many know.

indeed, i missed being myself.
the me that my true friends know.








just a while ago...

i was wondering how many of my true friends do i have left...


and who would actually read this sad blog of mine...

and then i took a look at my tagboard....



thnx nicole~~

for taking the time to visit.....