i will survive

this morning, someone asked me how can I be so strong for being a way from home-7199 miles away. how can I face my fears and beat it. and how can I be so happy.

she is away from home too. but not as far as me. it really made me think at some point.
* am i really THAT strong?
* am i mature ENOUGH to face my fears?
* am i really THAT happy?

well, i admit. sometimes, I had hard times here. and my job here at my work place is even harder. I kept thinking and thinking and thinking.

to be honest, I have no idea what to tell her. like, literally.

and I told her ; 'enjoy your life'
(that sounds sooooo cheesy, i know)

but then yeah, i realized. how i appreciate every seconds in my life. how i appreciate every little things in my life. and how I push myself harder to learn. (sorry, do not want to be sombong, but well, sorry not sorry :p)

as I remember, this world, like, always reminds me to smile. in the metro (subway), in the streets, in the school, or even in the workplace even if I have to work like a dog.

it can be everything you know. it may be a little girl giggling at me, or my colleague at workplace shouting my name and smile, or give me a hug. i think that's my reason to be strong (besides all the supports from you guys) or it may be a cup of coffee that i bought in my favorite coffee shop (or bubble tea :p --asian's fav!) or it may be an old people that I gave my seat to.

may be, it can be a warning from my chef, or a complain from my colleague, or the pressures that they gave me at work. even if it's soooo hard to accept, i keep going on. and if you believe in yourself, like me, today, it leads you to a good thing--believe me!





9 months in Paris has passed by. gonna face another one year here.
I am grateful to be here,
and surprisingly, I survived this 9 months.
and I will survive another year here.

i
will
survive.

love,
D