i started blogging in public (a.k.a perasan konon-konon orang baca) since 16. back then me and a few schoolmates exchanged links and share the high school drama in blogs. well.. high school really is a drama. i become silent reader for a lot of blogs. mostly because of nosiness issues. gehehe.

most of them have stopped writing now. getting matured perhaps. or maybe they have other blogs (not that i know of). i'm one of the last few who still post things up. except that i've recently (finally!!) change the link.

i enjoy writing. but i'm not that good. i know i can be better but it's going to cost me breaking up hypothetically many walls i've been building. it isn't that easy. sometimes i feel insecure thinking of what others' impression of what i jot here. i just felt naked knowing others know more than i'd tell them in real life. more naked than getting naked.

anynynynywayyy, this thing called writing, maybe it's just a passion. to experiment pompous words i've came across while trying to put my thought into words. i hope it's working. i do want to write in very vocabularised Malay and brush up my grandma tongue (jowo) but well...