
It has changed skin several times. From the emo to stylish one, and settled down with the minimal one.
It has changed mood from time to time. I'm angry, I blog. I'm happy, I blog.
It has invited several new friends and also several enemies. People got angry with my words. People declared war with me. I created resentment. It sparked hatred.
But, I regret not.
And I lie not.
For what I wrote, was happening on the spot. And it may represent my thoughts on the dot. The emotion rises as the words being typed out.
I hated myself for not being able to remember how my life used to be when I was smaller, when Dad was still with me. And because of that, I blog. Just to ensure my memories are well preserved. Even when ppl that I love/used to love me leaves/left, the memories will remain in my blog.
p/s : Physio test? I think I crapped a lot. But I'm relieved. Seriously...
pp/s : I'm currently anticipating for 3 parcels. One from Mom, one from Amazon.com (my Netter flashcard) and one from eBay (volleyball). Ngehngehngeh...cpatla sampai..lalala~
3 comments:
nzra - happy bday for yr blog..
like yr words...very the poetry pun ada.
happy birthday blog n Z r A, looking forward to coming over and over again...
red mummy : waaaa....tenkiu2.
my words..very the rarely got poetry. biase bunyi2 meroyan saje.
mad redo1 : tq!! thanks a lot. =D
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