and maybe,just maybe.

the world wasn't clear of what I want.what i wanted was a beautiful life.beautiful memories.i blame God for each of the memories I didn't have.

Mum told me.Once she got older.She forgot everything.She forgot what song she sang that made her win that competition.She forgot what she wore that made her look like a star.She forgot the day that she screamed at her sister and probably hold a knife towards her so that she stop touching her stuff.my mum.my hero.

so i look back.and it doesn't matter to me anymore.because as often as I would.I will forget.In time,all I have is my blog.my diary.well,i don't basically keep everything in my blog though.there is still something private.

there are haters on my blog.and as much as I would ask them to leave.they are never going to.so hello life.this is my new start. =)

CIAO!