Old Boys' Group

Right now I don’t feel like joining the Old Boys’ (and Gals’) Blog anymore…

I just somehow never understand why I have come back to the land I never belong to. What is it there still that I have to learn? Or is there other experience that I need to swim through? Or is it another form of punishment I have to take?

All that I am feeling right now is the exact same thing I was feeling back then. Just how would I elevate myself a little or at least be as happy as they are. I am still that sad kid. But why?

Fear?
Inferiority?
Can’t keep up?
Just don’t fit in?

But what was I thinking when I was growing up in that land?

One thing for sure, I wanna get the hell out of there as quick as possible. No wonder I never had no string attached there.
But surely I was not about to head home. Yea, maybe went overseas was the right thing, even though it was just being lucky.
And I remember, I never wanna come back. I came back for my parents. I never wanna get married too.
Wow! Have I not been doing things that I don’t want to