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Finally, after such a long time, a good meal and 3 good hours of talk. That was much needed indeed. It was a refresher. A moment of feel. It felt good.
There has been a few talks. I'm not full of myself. I just won't be able to handle. With my 'strict' situation, it just doesn't help.
I'm not as carefree. I know I'm 22. But my being 22, don't make a difference to my freedom. I still don't get to go home late. However, I understand my parents worry. I am a lady and anything can happen outside especially at night. There was once mom called me when it was 6 in the evening being worried where was I. I was in the office of course being a tat late than usual. I didn't fulfill my duty to inform her that I was coming home late from work.
It is very exhausting to be this way but I can withstand this for I have great friends who understand what I am going through. I am not great but I am managing. Deep in my heart, I hope to have that kind of freedom you have but at the same time I'm scared myself of the freedom I might have.
However, I get some free time tomorrow and I hope at least I can meet azizun. Its been what, 5 months since July. My oh my; How busy we are...
