I missed ไทยแลนด์

It has not been even a year yet and I am already craving to go back home, and why is that? Wonder what made me decide to come here in the first place. Was I misinformed, or its just that I was not ready for this. Why, when they were saying how I could not survive the life condition here, living alone at such a young age, but still, I was strong headed and persist in coming. Was it out of jealousy? Probably. Me back then just want to be better than anyone, and seeing my friends sent off  to study abroad, I was compelled to go too. Curiosity? That's more like it. Me who have never travel anywhere far before, the me who loved adventures and new surroundings. Well, I still do in any case. I remember that first, and last, hiking trip that I took back in NZ: it was once in a life time. The natural world was just so pretty that I was taken awestruck. Quite a scene. Everything just slowly immerse in my brain, washing away all those worries and pain. I really miss the place--where was it again? I believed it is called greenstone valley, situated right on the wakatipu lake. One day, I'll be back. Thank you so much Ms. Strang, I'm too ashamed to go see you right now but I really do hope you are doing well. I will go find you one day!