A week of Ramadan already passed thru. Feels like its only yesterday that me and my friends going to Penang to celebrate the new year together. Time does fly fast and now its sadden me a way to much now. I remember when I was a child back then Adulthood is something that I prolly looking forward too. It seems so lively, so fun, freedom it is on our own sleeve and decision is ours to make without anyone ever told and force you to do what they want you to do.
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Above text was the one I wrote last year and been stay in the draft for so long until now. Now. We are currently on our way to enter 2019's Ramadan. I am far different or less the same as before. You choose. Sad? yes, I am cus frankly speaking, I don't know what will happen further, just crossing my finger now hopefully things will turn around. Turn around to be better than before. 2017 and last year wasn't rolling smooth as I hoped they will. Frustrated ? yes, I am. Disappointed? Hell yes, I am. I wished I can spill all series of my tantrum drama here, but nahhh, I rather keep it stay in my memory box and disappear along the way growing old.
So here i am, i've decided to continue writing. Back in the old days, I used to write things on my blog. Back then, blog was the thing people look up to. before the existent of twitter, Instagram and Snapchat and all the new socmed that have taken away the blogging's privileges. Now, people blog to sell, not to express. Blogging nowadays wouldn't be the same as before. I miss old time, and I wants brings back old days in current time. I may not throw tantrum and emotions as i did before, here, blogging would do me a favor of keeping me sane. And will keep my middle 20s memories before I turn 30s. That it.
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