Day 9 - The later part of the day

( The hut for the rabbits, Small Ben, Me and Aisyah)

Sore throat. Alvin is down with fever. Photo montage. Short messages. Collating and i felt so lazy to carry on life in Cambodia. Missing Michael which I know I'll lose, but trying hard not to.

Life = Work + Play Divide by Memories Multiply by Sacrifices Minus Sad moments plus Age. If only life has a formula, it won't be this hard. And i do not know what i want or who can be my perfect guy? ( We talked about it among me, Jason, Aisyah, Small Ben and Vernisa)

I am just thinking of death and what comes after that and God and religion. My worries is more spiritual thus its hard as i dwell in my world, complex world of unfeelingness, selfishness and what is. However, I am very conscious and worry about what others think of me.

Day 9 - Presentation Day

( That's Small Ben, the motivator and Big brother to me.)

Presentation went well i hope. The translating part sucks. I am like so lost with what they are saying.

Yesterday, Adriel texted me. I called from Cambodia yet he wouldn't tell me. I realised how much I got myself cut off from home that till I can't tell what's actually bothering him. Small Ben was right; all sunrise are the same but the environment, situations, those little or large factors made it different. Makes me wonder too, how cut off the Cambodians are from the world?

And i still feel that there are still many "hidden" things that some people are keeping to themselves. And, Alvin who was sitted in front of me suddenly came to mind. Suba's friend, for a 19 years old, he looked old or should i say, matured. Haha. He's a friend.

And i still doubt myself in everything. Insecurities, everything. Not to forget those that seems unaccepting. What did i even write? And sadly Alvin fell sick later in the day.