Time to dust up

Quite a lot happend since the last post until today. 1stly i thought i wanted to use this blog for my arts and such - and it failed lol

Not many people knew my blog because i kept it secretly and hidden. And lately, for a few reason - i need a diary. Not to express myself but to see how was my life going...

I kept a long black note book in my room, i wrote it with invisible ink. When i cried, angry, depress, upset, humiliated, overjoyed, and such will be expressed out in the book. Sometimes i read it out of the blue, i can see my tears marks although the pages was "blank".

Life is sucks - yes its true. But doesnt means that we have to follow this "suckness". Set urself free but dont too much freedom.

I remembered my old childhood dreams after i meet this guy. Another online friend, aged 25 this year and lived in Penang. From my point of view, hes kinda dumb and slow - but yet funny, easy to bully, responsible and strong heart. He told me that he went to Russia, melacca (i dunno if theres another place) and penang to study. From long story to short, i admire him because he went so many places to study.

I was thinking about the whole conversation while i was driving to fetch my bros from night tuition. And somehow, i remembered my past....