I told myself i'll stop that.. no actually, it suppose to be i gotta stop it. I'm struggling within myself. This is a very awful feeling if you would know because you're gonna regret it immediately and that is really just so sucks! For god sake. What should i do?I've no clue at all. Damn...

Anyway this entry is dedicated to an elder friend of mine, Ah Man. I'm sorry to hear that you lost your brother. For whatever reason he's gone now and hope that won't sadden you further more because that's his ultimate choice(i don't know if this is a proper way to say though). Oh well you'd told us how close was your brother and you. The way you describe him when you carried his ashes with you and when you saw him in e coffin really remind me of how i was once used to be like that. I carried my Pa ashes on my hand and indeed i don't feel terrified at all. Instead it felt a familiar somehow. I think that's because after all that was my Pa's ashes. The one that give me life indirectly. 

So lesson learned. I'll never forget that moment. I'll take time to embrace him for his greatness. Everyone who knows him adore and give him respect because he was such a man that who is willing to lend a helping hand to those who are in need, by risking! That's how my Dad earn his respect from others. 

Wow, holiday's isn't gonna be so great i suppose because i am seem to be under some school curfew. Who knows what's gonna happen e next min. I am just waiting anticipately. I believe it will definitely be a great one if i really allow to dare myself to try  something new. I like it by the way.