Moshi moshi

Dear diary,

I've been thinking for a long time before I made this decision to scribble on you.

I used to talk to myself about a few matters and I think it would be great if i could keep a record of what are the things that i've been preoccupied along my journey to be a grown-up.

I may not be a good writer but I'll try to be as sincere as I can.

Current thoughts...

I've just got back from a hospital accompanying my dear dad doing his research on his new invention...nah not so new..

for few days I stayed with dad, I've been treated like a princess..

From the early morning when I opened my eyes, I could see a cup of hot coffee already made for me..

That was the most delicious coffee ever in my life..

Not because it was a branded coffee (in fact it's just a coffee of unknown brand)..but it was because my dad made it for me full of love and cares...

We arrived at the hospital one hour and a half earlier than the actual time for the research..so that we could get parking and something for breakfast...and all I need to do was just sit and wait for Dad to come with two half-boiled eggs and toasted breads...

All these things made me touched and a sudden thought came across my mind

"God, I wanna have soul mate just like Dad"

Even at my age, I still wonder whether I've found mine or yet he's to be discovered few years later...

I see a lot of my friends already have theirs...unlike me who is still waiting hopelessly for mine to come...but when?

When I was left alone in the hotel room, I watched a drama revolving around a guy who involve in polygamy. In that drama, he no longer loves his second wives who happen to be his first love. And the one who suffers is the second wife. Another thought came across my mind which made my eyes filled with tears once again.

"Why is it always guys who can make the decision and why we

women have to suffer from the decision being made?"

I'm not blaming anyone...but I'm trying to find the answer...for I'm now suffering from the decisions that were made by two guys..two guys that happened to have a special place in my heart...nah that I'll reveal more later.

Am I all alone in this journey...or will I meet a friend in the middle of it?

This world, after all our science and sciences, is still a miracle; wonderful, inscrutable, magical and more, to whosoever will think of it.

Thomas Carlyle