What if the best part of me is.. you?
I was doing project and waiting for dumb to finish bathing then i had this strong urge to visit my past webpage. It really really contained many many memories and the sadness is so overwhelming that I teared. It's like, i've been through so much, dream big and yet, i've achieved so little. I've became so strong, really really strong. I'm not as weak as before, blaming myself and crying myself to sleep every night just because of minor tiff between my friends. People come and go as they pleased, and they are better with their lives now ( i guess)

Like when we're young, everything in our world seems perfect. Hanging out with friends late at night the playground, going friend's parties and giving them presents like wrapping up a hello kitty pencil case, walking home alone and feeling so contented and happy. That's life. It's really really nice reminisce about your past, looking at the past photos. Even the smile on my face seems so genuine and happy. If only.. just only.. my life can be that simple.

so, growing up and then, entering secondary school. I'm just like any girl growing up to become a adult.