my 2 cents

I have so much thoughts in my mind that I end up not knowing what to say.

Not knowing what to write, not getting the rhythm for any new poetry.

Simply not being in touch with my artistic self.

It has all gone back to my ordinary un-artistic self.

But I still can draw up my mineral water bottle when I got damn bored.

I listened to 90s songs, just to feel those years again.

To feel how is it to live as a 23 years old if I was in the 90s.

It must be fun, because nowadays the turmoil around the world is exceptionally bad.

I hope that I am not crazy to always wished to live in the past decades, maybe past centuries.

It's just that I think I am not well suited in today's environment.

But then again, it's all in God's hands. There must be a purpose He makes me live in this era.

And I will have to live my life that I have now. 

Listening to Savage Garden, oh man, why Darren Hayes is not straight :(

Hmm...what to say.

Everything is like a crumpled sheet of paper that I keep trying to straighten it out.

It's like, my life is a piece of paper, it's all crumpled, torn, but then when the happier times comes, recycled to become tissue, and then it's gonna be torn again and again and again.

But still, I love the fact that God is so generous to let me live in this world.

I know He loves me, and yes, He loved all of us in this world.

So don't lose hope on Him, and always answer the calls for prayer.

Remember, happiness does not lies in another person, it lies in you.

Happiness doesn't have to end in this world, it extends far ahead to the hereafter.

Check our efforts.