Not everything is under our control, but I always believe in faith!
It’s already 10th day I don’t talk to him.
Today was my reschedule interview for us visa application. Unfortunately, I was rejected. The officer gave me the only one piece of letter of refusal for nonimmigrant visa after I’ve answered a few questions during the interview. I get shocked that I’ve answered in an honest way but still get the rejection. I’m unhappy as I was planning to get the visa to travel to New York to visit my boyfriend. The rejection caused me I lost the chance to meet my boyfriend. It was so cruel to me. I was taking the bus to back my hostel. Before arrival, I was walking the road near my hostel and making a call with my mother. I want to tell her that I got rejected from the application. I was so helpless as the interviewer didn’t tell me the reason after I’ve prepared for so long. It’s dumped me to the hot pan, I felt hard to catch my breath at the moment. I was thinking that the reason which might be “my financial status, my parents status as I’m a Malaysian from a Muslim country. I have no strong supports from my parents. I was struggling in a while. I felt so helpless. I know nobody can help me but myself. Just I’m not strong enough withholding only student pass. I feel that I was so little who can’t even protect my favorite lover as I can’t reach him.
I wish to have my own wings to fly strong whenever I want to especially fight for my love. I realized the only way I can just sit back and be more patience to build stronger my mind and strengthen my abilities and capabilities in Singapore. Yes! This is the only way I can do. I will focus myself more, my growth too! What to do in my age, young, weak financial status, no abilities, no rich parents even no family love.
Tonight, I’m feeling the room as cold as usual, no family love, no lover, my heart was freezing in a meanwhile. I have an idea that I want to build a home for those is homeless. I want to build as I know the feeling that I”m starving. I desire a home. I feel that home is like a luxury that I can't afford to pay the cost of having a home. My parents are always busy earning money since I was young kid until now. Their desires never stop, but they never spending on me too. They are willing invest on many big houses and bonds despite give education on children.
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