profile Girl. 21. Full-time working college student. Freaky. Awkward. Cynical. Loves music, movies and books. UK. Travel. Free. Feminists. Daydreamer. Ignorance. Contradictive. Melancholic. other places My Tumblr Nanashambles in MusicLand Check me out on Twitter =D 
music pictures www.flickr.com
This is a Flickr badge showing public photos and videos from Nanashambles. Make your own badge here.
archives May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 May 2009 June 2009 September 2009 credits skin by: Jane |
Friday, 13 February 2009 @ 16:04
Can I Go Now? Most people that know me long enough knows I've been living a nomad life since I was born. I guess that's why I get so bored easily living or staying in one place for too long. I also have the tendency to run away and start over somewhere else when I feel troublesome or when I feel uncomfortable anymore. I used to feel sad and envious to those who stayed in one place long enough to build a relationship with people around them. Those who have strong friendship, etching memories, etc. But know as I grow numb of it all, I feel slightly relieved. This way no one really know enough about me. No one can bring up my past memories. It's always a new life, a new start, a new chance for me. So, now I've stayed in Jakarta long enough (5 years) I start to feel restless. I start to get nervous and distracted. I need to get out. I can't stay here longer anymore. I can't face the same person I face everyday anymore. I can't go through the same routine anymore. I'm dying to move out and start all over, be a stranger again, taste everything for the first time in the new place. I've been feeling like this a while. Probably way back since before my parents moved to Budapest, and now that things has been a bit tough for me, the feeling grows stronger. Yeah I have a lot to consider, my school, my job, my relationships, other responsibilities, and it's so hard to let go, because a part of me actually likes the comfortable surrounding. But there's other part of me, the unrestricted, free, wild, curious part of me that's itching to just leave everything behind and go. Leave no trace but memories for those that know me. So, Can I Go Now? |