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Here comes, Another December

I need a vacation. 
I need to break away from all this never ending works and use up all my remaining annual and OT leaves which would be nullified as the new year start. Here, we are not compensated for our unused holidays. Such a shame.

I like to go to a far away place, where there's no expectation. A total foreign place where there's no one I know and see things I had never seen in my whole life. I'd like to fall in love with a new place, and perhaps with new people too. I have never been in love with a stranger, would it ever be a sweet thing to do? ahaha. Fall in love, with a total awareness in my mind that it would only last for a few days. No heartbroken afterwards, only sweet memories. 

However, I don't want to go Europe. Although, last year I only had a chance to visit a minor part of the vast British empire, I don't feel like going there again.Yes, I like to go to Venice, Paris and most of all Santorini. But those can wait. For now, if I could have a chance, I would prefer a more exotic place, some unique cultural rich place. I don't know where. Maybe some Arabs continent or perhaps China, Japan or Korea. I would go and explore new things, reawakening my curious mind, perhaps I'll learn to get close to animals like, hugging a panda. Perhaps I'll do a skydive and flying fox from the Great Wall.. Bring out my inner fox. haha. Or I could try on hanbok and kimono, see if I look like one of them. haha. Or maybe, instead I could join a humanitarian mission to Palestine or Syria and see the suffering, learn, help and be grateful with my life.

This is all hypothetical. This ain't Eat. Pray & Love story. I'm stuck in here. urgh.
There's no way I would have a chance to travel alone as I imagine. haih. 
Although deep down, my inner voice is saying, "Why not?"




I still remember that day we met in December.

I will love till the end of time.
I would wait a million years
Promise you'll remember that you're mine
Baby can you see through the tears?
Love you more than those bitches before.

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