Melancholy crisis

I am a bit helpless at the moment. I feel trapped and there are moments, I feel like there is not enough air for me to breath. I love my mom and uncle definitely, and I would do everything, it is just difficult to share room. I feel guilty at the thought of moving out, having my own place because I know my mom is not in favour of that...I don't know, I am not very pleasant to be around at the moment because I feel like I am stuck. It likes they need to be with me all the time, and all the questions everytime I go out somewhere.

So, not feeling great at the moment. When I am away, I miss them but when I come back, everything happens around me annoy me and I want to go somewhere again. The only place that is still fun is probably at work, where I can forget a bit of the mundane and other troubles that life brings us.

Edinburgh

I still have not found my most favourite city. So far, I love very much Dublin, Cambrigde. These city made me feel comfortable and good.

Anyway, I did enjoy Edinburgh, this city has great vibe, you can party, have different activities per your moods, small, easy access and beautiful. I just loved walking around the city, from Old to New Town, looking at people from cafe, walking in those great green parks or those scary cimeteries but not the least exciting. Well, I have to admit I have a weakness for those Scotmans and their kilts :-), really cute guys!, hard to not notice or look at them :-).

...and the whiskies, the pies, fish cakes, the haggies (not my favourite though)...yumyum

Grandparents at pagoda

I have always wanted to bring my grandparents to the pagoda, so recently I organised that. With the busy life we lead here, "metro, boulot, dodo", I thought it would be nicer for my grandparents to be surrounded with the peaceful environment...

I am not good at remember dates, so it would be better for grandparents to be in the pagoda, every day they will hear prayers. I don't know it is hard to explain, of course, when you pass away, you are supposed to be in your next life, and therefore, there isn't a need to give foods but maybe we, those who still live, we are in pain that it is hard for us to let go, so we just try to hold on them the longer the better. The truth is my fear has always been that I will forget them but so far I still remember, I still talk about them to my mom, my uncles, my aunt, my sister...so much memories.