Making up

 Well Hello there everyone :)
 I must admit that this blog has been quite dead if I must say so myself. Considering the fact that I switched to tumblr since my friends were using it. Yet, blogging doesn't feel the same with tumblr. I don't feel as comfortable using that platform compared to using blogger. Yes perhaps I am somewhat old fashioned but I really do feel like I produce better content via this platform. So as always, I'll blog about anything to everything but somehow about nothing at all.

   But first a bit of update on life...
        I got into public university *pats back* Currently a student of Universiti Malaysia Sarawak. Yes folks, I'm studying in Sarawak. It is somewhat counted as overseas kan? kan? (excuse me, My Malaysian is showing)  However, I personally like to call it Land of Meow considering how Kuching is near my University. Did I mention that by some miracle I got the course of my dreams? Just a little while ago I had no idea what I was doing at all, heck I didn't even know what was the course of my dreams. But I'd never thought that it'd be so .. me. As if it was made for me. Well to get the gist of what my course is about, it's technically a general grasp of what I've always touched on in my writings in this blog. (I KNOW! SO COOL RIGHTT??) Think of my blog as informal ideas and concepts. My course is somewhat like that but backed with empirical data and research. To those who have no idea what major to choose for university, My advice (cehh advice) is to have faith and discover yourself. Remember to make the decision yourself and for yourself. Because at the end of the day the one stuck with that decision is yourself.
 
      Moving on, regarding career wise I suppose I'll be working towards tourism and journalism. *cough* which is why I'm writing again *cough* I am somewhat.. rusty. I haven't been writing as much as I used to and I truly missed it. I'm in my early 20's and I realized that I need to work on myself more.

          "The best investment you can make after all, is an investment in yourself. "

   But quick update on the general plan for now. I'm considering on starting a travel blog. Somewhat mimicking a travel blog. However, I'm still deciding to either just post it in this blog itself or attempt a much more "professional" looking blog dedicated to travel and such only. If you checked out my instagram you can see my attempts to post hipster worthy pictures. (I tried)

    Regarding some thoughts of finally getting into uni and after spending a semester here.. I miss everyone back home. I can't deny that there are a certain few I wish to have in my life on a frequent basis. I find my mind drifting off to the good old days and what could have been if I stayed on. Then pathetically try to snap myself out of it. "It's okay. You're gonna be fine." "You have to go back better than you left. Let them see you grow." "Let them see that you're doing well and having fun." I keep telling myself yet sometimes my heart yearns for the past. So much so that sometimes I forget to be grateful for what I currently have. I've made a good bunch of friends and I've my best friend with me. Thank you. I'm doing quite well in my studies and in general. Yet again another thing I'm grateful for. I get to travel with my best friend. I couldn't ask for more.

  To that someone back home. I don't even know if I miss you or the idea of you. But somewhere along the line I know that I really do miss the times we've had together. Thank you for all that. I miss our weekends. I miss your lame ass jokes that work your way around my sense of humor. I miss your wisdom, your smile, your laugh. Definitely your laugh. I miss that sense of security I have with you. The late night drives and afternoon brunches. There was always something I could learn for you. You make me feel alive, like I could grow with you by my side. And I have. Now I'm stuck here and I miss you more than ever. I've no idea what to do with my blank weekends and my life anymore at times.

I'm afraid I've got a piece of your shadow attached to mine,
for not a day passes where your shadow does not show in mine.