February 29 - Leap Year

February 29. I think to most people it's just another day and no one would look at today twice and think about how special the day is. I think it's the first time whereby I really looked into February 29 differently. Every year, I'm just like most people wouldn't even feel that the day is anything special but this year I was really excited about it and wished that I'm celebrating today with my other half.

One of the reasons why I decided to visit Ireland was because of the movie Leap Year. I fell in love with Ireland after watching the movie and decided that it will be a place for me to visit. And that's how I got to meet Alan. Ever since then, I felt that Leap Year is something special to me. Afterall, it only comes once every 4 years. In fact one should treasure it as that could also mean that we get extra 24 hours this year. Isn't life is so great! I guess all these little things makes one love life a lot more. And I definitely love my life a lot more every since I met Alan.

There is also this Irish tradition whereby the women are allowed to propose to the guy that they love on February 29. I remembered Alan got asked whether I would propose to him today if he hadn't propose to me yet. 'lol' I felt that I probably wouldn't but I probably would be wondering all these time why he hadn't propose to me and maybe might force him into proposing to me before February 29. Yeah, I do sound a little desperate. But then again, it's hard to be in a long distance relationship. I can't wait to be with him every single day.

Anyway, as I love today so much, I think I might do a little something special for Alan. Haven't figured out yet but I think I will get it sorted by the end of the day. So hope everyone have a great February 29.

Why am I awake now???

It's 3.00am now. I'm still wide awake. I should be going to sleep but I couldn't. Or maybe there is just too much in my mind. I had been back in Malaysia for more than 2 weeks. I thought I would managed well being back here but apparently I was wrong. I should have known better since it's the same thing every time I'm back here.

I'm missing him a lot. I just can't wait to be with him. It's tough to be so far away from him and i guess now is the time i wish he is next to me. I wish I could pour my feelings to him, telling him how sad I am right now, crying out loud on his shoulder, but I couldn't. It is even worse knowing that he isn't feeling well and I should be there to support him instead.

Somehow it's so strange that the home I was growing up now is a place that treats me like stranger. Family that was supposed to love me unconditionally all seemed so distant to me. But thinking positively, this means I can leave with lesser attachment towards this place which was once called home.