Going back to KL today... Main reason is for my beloved guitar...~ I am dying to get my guitar and enjoy music like how I used to do...~ The only thing that I can express out my feelings is usually through musical instrument... It is like, they are my true friends where I can let them know anything about me while not holding back...
Bought a last minute ticket but still able to get a good seat... Bus was almost full...~ Halfway getting home, received a message from mom informing me to remove of all the ear ring that I had... Grandma is around the house...~ So mom hope I can remove them in order to save her the humiliation of explaining how come her son, a guy is wearing ear ring...~ Have to oblige... remove...~
I don't like coming back KL... there isn't any freedom... isn't anything left for me here...~ I want to run away from a place where I once call it home...~ The scam, my ex and family...~ I am not who I am currently when I am in KL...~ I can't be who I am...~ I can't express out my feelings here...~ Life here couldn't move the way that I want...~ It's like a bird sitting in a cage...~
After the scam, dad treated me like a small kid, needing to wait for me at the bus stop when I arrived and sending me away from the bus stop...~ Today, I informed him that I would like to go back to the house on my own...~ I am not a puppy or a pet who doesn't know his way home...~ I know they are worried and they mean well but then...~ I would like to be treated as an adult... capable of doing things on my on...~
When I reached KL, while walking to the LRT... of course part of the pathway I took reminded me of how the whole scam case started... The fear of bumping into those people returned...~ And true enough... there was one of them standing there... A chubby lady in red wearing specs holding the same lucky draw paper that I was handed 3 months ago...~ It is a different person but the operation was still on...~ I didn't bother as I knew there is nothing that can be done...~ Just hoping I don't meet a bunch of them...~ I moved on...~
In there LRT... stopping at Hang Tuah LRT station...~ Gave me nostalgic memories with BN...~ Sigh...~
Reached home... and the best part of today was... having able to have home cooked meal by mom...~ I really missed that...~ The taste of home cook meal...~ Feeling healthy and delicious...~ I was content... Maybe after all...~ There are still something for me to be here...~
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