Monday, March 30, 2009 06:59 pm
There are times that I wanted to get something out of my system and yet i find it hard to make it materialize through my voice. as a resort, i grabbed the nearest writing material i could get my hands to and let it bleed. Yeah, writing is my life. Scribbling, writing, doodling makes up almost half -if not, three-fourths-of my life. I have invested my emotions, my feelings, my life, to that paper lying on my desk.
With the innovation of technology, here I am, adding ‘typing’ to the list of therapeutic hobbies.
I am a bit new to the world of blogging, so please bear with me if did not meet your standards.
So this is it for now.