"Memories are just that. Memories. Something to look back on but never to linger on."
BismiLlahirrahmanirrahim.
Sollu عalan Nabiyy.
If you noticed, I deleted some posts. I published old posts. I skimmed and added some and proofread it before decided to hit the publish button. But if you sensed nonsensical statements, just...pretend that the words aint scribbled like that. Just like I mentioned in the past post, I like to look back and reread my old posts to remind me how sengal and so kebudakbudakan I was. Nah, just to entertain myself and upgrading my writing. In delivering the content of my post although it isnt that impactful nor touching at all.
Rereading back, I realised how much my writing have changed. From the way I explained things, to the way of my choice of words. I was full of emotion back then. I can still feel the anger inside my rib cage, coercing to erupt anytime. Was full of unnecessary, unhanding, wayward and unruly emotions. That was what shaped me. A full of resentful, egoistic, self centered 인간.
Being 23, I developed another syndromes hahahahaha ya Robbi. Anyhow, that is it. Just updating, regularly. I am still breathing, still living, enjoying my moment, my youth, my cup of matcha drink, reading my favourite book but still isnt finished yet, my me time when I take a walk at 6.00 pm near the lake of Hillpark, listening to some Kpop songs, watching some Kdramas, arguing and fighting with siblings, discovering the truth behind Melayu, unveiling the family history, learning and learning, insya ALlah.
See you next time. When I am sober lewlz.