I have never set foot in another country. i mean beside my birth in the refugee camps. Which does not count because, I don’t remember anything. 20 year has pass and I never been back to my home country, which is Laos. I remember during the 7th grade I miss my oppertuiny to visit Laos. That was the year my parent went back, and I chose to stay home instead.

 My reason for staying home was that I was young at the time and really picky about everything. I felt that I was not going to like the food there, there no bath room, and their hella bugs and wild animal.

Looking back now I kind of regret it, but I know that it’s never to late. I plan to visit someday. Hopefully it will happen this year, or after I graduate collage. Need to start saving up.

Also something I plan to do when Im out there is cutting off my ponytail and throwing it into the Mangkong River. Which is the great river that connects all of Southeast Asians. I want to do that because I feel that I should give apart of me to the land.

My hair to me is special because it represents me, and my struggles in life. I hope that after finally visiting my roots, I can feel a little lighter and come back with a difference viewpoint on life.