Who to talk to??

For a very long time, I didn’t tell everything to mom, especially the things that can let my mom worry about me. Since I had been sent to work in Sarawak, everything seems to change. My life is totally different from what I aspect. Is the total opposite of everything I know. The life and the culture even the life style that never came into my mind before.

I come into a place with no relative and friends. I have to find for new friends. After 1 year, suddenly I realize that it is hardly find a real friend. With the place I have been sent to, friend is limited and no all truly sincere.

The only one I can talk to and share everything to is my mom. I shared my joy, my sorrow. But, I don’t want my mom to worry about me when I’m sorrow and sad.

Sadly, who can I talk to? Who can I trust?

People here are fully playing their roles as a housemate, a neighbour or a colleague. They didn’t intend to care more for you other than there are something that they can get from you. This is so call LIFE. Everyone think for their own self. It is human instinct to stay alive.

Where is my normal LiFe?

What should a normal life have?

A comfy house call home?

A good place for doing my job well?

A place where everything is easy to get?

I'm in the middle of oil palm estate.

Think!

Think positively!

Every night i got a roof and four wall to keep me safe away from the danger..

There is electricity supply from electric generator to keep light us up for 24hrs.

There is a river nearby that supply me water to bath and wash.

I drink really "sky juice" that fall on my roof then collected into a big tank.

I still can choose my favorite dress but i have to change my favorite colour into dark colour.

So many housemates to share a tiny little house..

Got income every month..the part that would not change for the rest of my life.

Can be close to my darling who call the other "dear" but he said "she is just a friend?sis?"

Can go home when there is a holiday with travel fee from RM500 to RM1000.

Whenever i wanna go home,there is some silly mistake on the flight ticket or get a delay notice when ready to depart.

I get many chances to fly as i get air sick everytime with the heart pumping landing.

Sarawak~

the place i call "stay alive to survive"

How am i can think positively?

My soul cracking down in all this situation..

HeLp~~~~