Month: May 2015

Letter #11: Letter to my Foster Country

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Ahh, Malaysia, truly Asia. It will be six years soon. How are we doing?

I don’t know what to make of what is happening right now. Politically. Coz everything’s got GST. Nah, that’s all behind us now. We’re moving forward, aren’t we?

At any rate, thanks for taking me in. Living here is fun. You have lovely infrastructures, awesome natural vegetation, interesting historical sights — I look forward to every road trip I plan with my friends. This June we want to go to Sekinchan and Kellie’s Castle. I’m so stoked!

Food here is uhhh-mazing. I have you to blame to the kgs I gained during my first few years here. No matter. With a few tweaks to my diet and exercise, my body’s back to being a healthy range. But nasi lemak… I’m looking at you. You’re one of the culprits. Char Kuey Teow and Everything Goreng, I’m looking at you, too.

I’m going to miss you when I’m gone. I know you’ll miss me, but I think you should know now that I shall miss you greatly, too. But why am I saying goodbye? It’s far too early for a long farewell now, isn’t it?

Well. One thing I know. I’ll make sure I make the most of every moment I spend with you.

Letter #10: Letter to My Country

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Pilipinas kong minumutya. How do I even start writing to you? My heart is filled with such mixed emotions about you. Don’t get me wrong. I love you. I do. You’re filled with so much wonder. So much beauty. It’s more fun, it’s more overflowing with smiles, it’s more… it’s more everything where you are. You’re home.

But I look at you from afar and I sigh. I know every country has its imperfections. And you have more that your share of them. There are so many things I want to improve about you! But what to do. My voice, my ideas – they can only go so far.

When I go back into your arms, I’ll take everything I have learned and pour it out to you. Well, it’s mostly good web design and development. But hey, we have lots of things to work on in the .ph portion of the World Wide Web. But I’ll pour out the other things as well.

I miss you, dear Philippines. But let me be honest – sometimes I dread coming back to you. But they say, perfect love casts out fear, right? When the time comes that I’ll be back – as in back – let that love drive out all fear, and let me realize that I am indeed at home with you.