Ever noticed I don't really write about things that terribly matters?
Like New Year or Hari Raya or Birthdays or Vacations and the list could go on and on about important things that I don't give a damn about writing.
No wait. Scratch that. Sounds so wrong.
I do want to write about them but, to me, it's pretty much like....
Somethings are just way too precious and special that there are no real words for it.
Trust me. I WANT to write about those things that matters.
I really do.
But when I get up to do it.
I get this kind of writers' block that just makes me sit down again.
What a METAPHOR!
Everybody give a big round of applause for the great Diyana Taib!!!
I'm pretty sure going back to STF counts as something that matters, ryyyte?
Yes. Yes, it does.
I'm excited, I guess.
Scared at the same time of what's to come.
But I'll never know if I don't "man up" to face it right?
Oh, I'm "MANing UP" all right.
Packing isn't easy, and you easily lose the mood for it and get grouchy for the rest of the day.
Naaaa, but I'm not letting that happen to moi.
This year is going to be amazing Insyaallah.
I'm going to put 120% iin everything I do.
I'll do great.
With HIS help,
ANYTHING is possible.