Another hot pink season is here~ that is, our lovely winter. Haha, if you are like me, you probably won't though. In general, I do not find winter beautiful because of the cold weather; on top of that, I have a really dry skin, so the cold wind won't do anything good for me.
But, I always keep a childhood romance on the Christmas eve. Although it is no longer an eager interest to me, it will always be a nice memory for a shy, thirteen-year-old girl.
This winter, I am going back to my home country (home, my sweet home~) after my finals. I have already contacted my friends and family there, all the more valuable since I have not seen them for more than three and a half years (even seven years counting for one of my middle school friends!).
So why does my title say, Finding Nemo aka finding my roots? I think it is one of those days that I have been quite struggling with school - or rather, my life. In Finding Nemo, I remember the difficulties along the long-awaited family reunion between Nemo and his dad. I just thought it was pretty humorous back then, because you know, cute fish and animation all that, I was all for it!
And it was a happy ending which made the overall story seem less depressing than was intended from the movie's plot and setting!
Anyways, here I am, trying to find my roots and all myself and family stuff!
I already wrote a whole list of things that I want to discover - it will not be a boring adventure, for sure! I am also a bit excited(?)/curious about how my friendship-romance will develop when I get to see him. Or, will I ever see him? It's more like, 'I ignored your friendship and did not reach out to you ever since middle school.' Haha, but it was the same guy who told the thirteen-year-old that he wanted her to be his girlfriend - so romantic-ish.
She and he are never the same now, and have drifted apart like oil and water, but you know what? I would not be too surprised even if I do happen to see him nearby. Who knows? We might be able to rekindle our romance from eight years ago, if that is what you'd call, a fate.
Guess I am still a childish girl, eh?
But one thing is for sure: it will never outlive the past relationship period, because you know what? he was the one who changed his mind. And he would have regretted it BIG time.
I don't seem to be any more innocent like my past, but I can clearly see better that he wasn't meant for me. I am also looking forward to seeing my friends, one of whom includes my past crush from the middle school, but yeah, whatever happens, I am down for the adventure to finding my roots!
I will keep you updated about my trip next week. :)
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