Longing

Longing
I have multiple email account. One of them is for my alter ego of being a women, while most of the, is the real me. I started making multiple email account when I read in the internet that to use a single email is a dangerous path one would take.

Because during the Friendster reign (and Facebook too, but Facebook is getting private, i.e. people keep on giving less and less information LOL), one can stalk a person by typing the email. And with Google, you can type an email and see any related information.

So it is said that your future employer may type your given email in the resume to see who you are and any related information that can be found on Google.

I am adding all my email into my iPad because I realized I might not remember all their password, and I might forget to use which could end them being inactivated.

After that I realized my sister in law has sending me some of his blog post, which I have not been following for quite sometime.

I was reading one of the post when she mentioned about her trip with my brother and my parent to Kuala Y. Actually Kuala Y is the hometown of Mr H and Mr G.

Suddenly I was feeling like a longing pain in my chest. It was like I was imagining if I was there, maybe I would like to visit their houses. Or as somebody has said, when you are missing somebody, if you can't see him, to be able to see their house's roof is suffice.

You know, the feeling when you were in a place, and that place got some significant meaning for you. Like you have studied there, or the place you've walked before or in my case, the person I love is living there.

It is weird really. Whenever when I was in a place where I know my dear person was living there, I feel excited. Somehow I am quite confused what is my feeling is about. I read in the internet that my lust to man is not really a lust to have a sexual intercourse, but rather it is the friendship feeling, a feeling that you are feeling close to other man, just because you want to take extra care of him.

Truthfully said, I used to be the one who really cares about others. Even one of my friends has said those to me. But it has been quite sometiems that I no longer give a damn about other because I've been hurt. I feel like I am wasting my time taking cares about other when they don't give a damn about me.

Nevetheless, I am quite jealous with my SIL trip because actually Mr H has invited me to go to Kuala Y and promised to take me around. I am really looking forward to this trip not only because I never been there, but maybe because I can be with him. Hehe

But really my SIL went there just as a tourist. I believe my trip with Mr H (someday) would be more meaningful because he is locals.