During my childhood years, I was a LONER. I did not know how to
make friends, thus I did not have many friends either. All I know is
that when I was lonely and the feeling of lonesomeness just crawling
up slowly inside me, I WRITE. As I grew older, I have written
many kind of things. Stage scripts, poetries, short stories or simply
blabbering; just to name a few. Those are the writings that I find
pleasurable. Not to forget the writings that I was forced to do like
assignments and project papers. My point is, WRITING can be
SOOTHING.
I wonder why people always wasting their time doing something
unnecessary or harmful to themselves and other people around
them, whereas in fact they could just WRITE their mind off that
hurtful experiences! And I also wonder why people often waste
their opportunity to write when they had been given time to do it;
writing silly and trivial things, I mean. This is indeed my second
entry; too early to know whether I will fall unto the category as
well. But, here I would like to say that the utmost reason for this
journal is to pour anything that has been bothering my little brain
about this universe and the creatures living in it. Thus, I openly ask
YOU, my AUDIENCE, to be open as well, and not judging
the writings here based on sentiments or sensitivities that only you
ALONE is AWARE of. I will be BOLD, and I may be very
CYNICAL at times and yes, pardon my LURKING
language as well. As we are approaching the END OF TIME,
I think things need to be abruptly changed because we are indeed
CLOSER to the BLACKHOLE. And before we are all
SUCKED into it, I will tell you anything that will prepare US all
for that moment. :)
