And then it comes again.

I have left this place so long ago. And the only reason I feel like writing again, is because I feel like I need to recollect myself. To get to know me better.

All this while I have lost myself with myself. I have lost track of who I am, people around me who really cares. I was blinded. It is not anyone's fault, but mine. It takes me years to finally realize this. I'm really glad i get to realize it now, at the the tender age of 21 years old. I'm not even 21 yet. Heck, 10 months to go. 

I wanna thank everyone around me who make me who I am right at this moment. My family, my friends, my lovers, my haters, my enemies and most importantly, myself for the past 20 years. 

Epiphany just bitch slapped me hard on the face. Real hard. This is not a wake up call. This is my talian hayat. Better make full use of it Wawa