17 Aug, 2009 15:15 - Hong Kong International Airport

Not having dinner and then going straight through a sleepless night struggling over my last few hours wondering why the one I loved so much treated me like that, I was pretty physically and mentally exhausted on my departure day in Kaohsiung, Taiwan.

Han Ting came to my hotel room at around 08:00, giving me some food her mother cooked for me, it was pretty meaningful but to me at the time, it wasn't that much enjoyable and I didn't feel like to eat anything. I was buried with my own no-reason depression.

Giving me some mini breads and a cup of black tea with sugar that she bought downstairs for her breakfast, she said 'they are for you to eat while waiting at the airport; you should eat something'. At first I denied to take and said I didn't feel like to eat anything. But I ended up eating them deliciously just right after I arrived at Kaohsiung International Airport by 20 minute train from Kaohsiung Main Station.

Staying in front of luggage checking in stand of Cathay Pacific,I crossed my fingers and hoped my over-weighed suitcase could go through and be onboard (well, I didn't check it but by travelling experiences, I was very sure that it was over-weighed). 20.6 kg - well, not too bad and the airline staff did say nothing about over-weighed charge, it did mean my suitcase went through, it was good, at least God heard my wish. I was given two boarding pass, one for Kaohsiung- Hong Kong and another one for Hong Kong - HCMC. I was transited in Hong Kong for a few hours (I chose this long transit time as I wanted to make sure I had enough time to manage to get to the right place before my next flight departed).

Arriving in Hong Kong just after nearly 1 hour fly from Kaohsiung, I lined up for health check then searched along the way for my gate of next boarding. Pretty much enjoying the slow process of finding the gate for my flight (Hong Kong Airport is pretty big, I walked for more than 45 mints before I could find out the gate I was supposed to be at), I didn't need to rush for finding the gate and just wandered around within the transit areas to different bookstores and duty-free shops. Hic, this was the time that most of us would wish we had at least a few thousands US dollars in our hands. There were so many things attractive on the way, well; I was personally attracted to books.

On the shelf in one of the bookstores, I was attracted by the booked titled 'The Rules of Love' written by someone, I didn't remember. It was quite interesting especially for a brand new heart-broken person like me who just cried desperately for the whole day yesterday on her bed in a hotel, alone.

I listed through all of the rules and then stopped at a few rules that I felt interested in. That is rule number 7; it said 'Marry the one who make you laugh most'. The writer said he was a bit struggled to put it up to the seventh rather than the first rule of love. Well, I immediately thought of the one who broke my heart. Ha, only by staring at that person's guilty looking down face this morning made me laugh inside although my heart was buried with sadness. I just thought that was pretty much one of the most important reasons I have been in love with that person. Just by looking at that one's face, I already can laugh, it is one of the cutest faces in the world that I have known in any circumstances.

The next rule is about 'You can't make a person to love you'. It's true and made me remember the last message I sent HT yesterday 'What can I do to make you love me?' Ha, a thought passed by my mind that God might try to talk to me through the book. He was teasing me for my childish way of thinking about love. Well, it's true; I can't force her to love me. No one can force another to love us. I just smiled to myself to read this rule as it happened just at the right time to the right person in the right situation. Ha, are you trying to tease me, God?

Gate no. 04, here it was. Finally, I found it. There were a few passengers waiting there already. There was a couple talking to each other very loudly, I thought they must be from Hong Kong as their Chinese accent were really heavy and full of what we can call Hong Kong accent. There was a Western girl sitting in front trying to read book, I was sure that she was a bit disturbed by the noise of this Chinese couple.

I sat down on one of the chairs in front, just made sure I had a bit quiet space to read book and also overlook to the airplane yard down there and the gate. Pulling the book I had been reading out, 'The last lecture' of Randy Pausch, I started to read again, planning to finish it there. I had been quite attracted by the very weird but positive way Randy thought and did things in the last few months of his life. He wrote about his last lecture in his career but also his life. I was amazed by the optimistic that this guy, who is going to die young, had in his mind. His book also gave me a satisfied and quiet laugh sometimes. He was an amazing lecture, teacher, friend father and husband. That guy played his roles pretty good, what else in this life should we ask for more than that.

I was joined by a few Westerners who also sat in front. Each of us was so focusing in our books. I was sometimes a bit annoyed and distracted by a group of Hong Kong Chinese people who just arrived and talked very loudly. I couldn't understand why those people couldn't notice that a few of us were trying to read books and need a bit quiet space. Anyhow, I tried to focus and finish the last few pages of my book.

Time for boarding…I had a quick chat with a few other foreigners about Vietnam and their plan to stay in Vietnam. They were Americans, well; it fast reminded me of Justin. He is in Vietnam now and we will meet each other soon.

17:34 I arrived in Tan Son Nhat Airport. Finally I arrived home. A fast question just passed by my mind 'Where will I fly again? Which would be the next country I'm coming' Ha, God knows. This time coming back home, I plan to settle down a bit, maybe in the next 2-3 years, find a job, earn money and find a scholarship for studying my Master Degree abroad.And maybe I will try to find a boyfriend, or…maybe a girlfriend. Who knows what will happen, haha.

My family waited for me outside, they came two hours earlier. It's not too surprised for me as I knew that they would arrive very early and waited instead of coming on time. They were always like that, always felt excited to go to theairport. I promised to myself one day I would take them all abroad and experience by themselves on the plane. I promised…

Here I were…Home sweet home…I remembered nearly 1 year ago, also from this airport, I started my first long journey out of Vietnam trying to figure out my life…

Now it started right where it ended…The journey began…one year ago…September 27th, 2008…I left Vietnam for India…