Leaving the country

It's kinda hard to leave a country where your life started and popped.
Well, I gotta do it in anyway. Leaving all of my families and world's bestfriends over 12 different time regions, that's practically insane.
But I know I'm such a fighter, not gonna mumbling around how i miss my country, my mom, and my friends. I'll be just fine here. I just need something to focus on, something keeps me busy all the time. So I choose a blog!

So here I am. Stucked in the east coast of Northen America which people called Quebec.
No sunny weather in December...No 'tukang gorengan' on every corner of the street...No more hand phone (God, this city is needs Nokia or Samsung soft touch!).

S . n . o . w . that's the only thing that fills all the corner of my eyes when I first arrived.
God, this is too much I think, I didn't mean to be ungrateful, but for someone who used to live in tropics...what people call s . n . o . w is a litle too much, I like it though...it's kinda romantic and hearth warming to see how snow sprinkle-ing in the bright winter sky as the background while it gets hit by light that comes from an old city's traffic light...

I miss my friends and my family, I can not hide it. But it's not a good reason for me to stop my life and chase my lifetime dreams. My friends and family are already belong to me, i have to keep it together while I'm here starting a new life. Spell it loud a . n . e . w l . i . f . e