Thursday, January 21, 2016

It was all good

Now that I've come here. There's no point of turning back. Looking back at it, it's safe to say I've outgrown the little compartment that I thought I would never fit in. 

As I was sitting here, with my hands kept on clicking the alphabets and backspacing every undesired letters since the words that I was going to put were just messing around with the little voice inside of me, there was no way that I could solemnly deliver everything of what I have learnt and embraced from 2015. There was just as much as I could remember—and it was all good.

Come to think of it, new year is just a new year. The fact that we, peoples, are celebrating it by re-glam it with new hopes, aspire it with new ambitious holy targets or even re-new everything of the postponed or left-undone aims; is actually patched a serious nuance to it. And I'm very not embarrass to admit that I'm just one of the lots that keeps the new and re-new resolutions up every new years.

I always stick to the real fact that—I've learnt many things. Some were the ones that I've been looking forward to and the others were just happened without my conscience. Although some things were quite hard, it did actually teach me to deal with it disregard of the level of the firmness.

I've learnt to love[accept] peoples that always exhibit the reason why I shouldn't do one; to let people treat me the way they want without consider the kindness that I've thrown at them; to let go of the souls that I love dearly; and most importantly, to show peoples some loves.

This writing is no near to the extravagant and doesn't even contain a very splendid pieces but there's so much to appreciation, remembrance and reminders. So when I decided to go back, I know where I've come from and I know where shall I head up to.