Prologue

Bismillah.

Here comes my first post.

Wow. It’s unexplainable. The passion of having this very blog is apparently jolting me. Frankly, it happens that i’ve visited my own blog for few times – just for this day. I keep reading the post posted, full of satisfaction. Truly, it’s a superb accomplishment. I’m really sorry because i can’t please you guys with any special stuff. It just crossed over my mind that as long as you are sincere, people will appreciate you. Yes?

Actually, i dare to say this is only my trial at writing a blog. For some people, they are of the opinion that writing a blog doesn’t mean you have to write everything, telling everyone about what happens around you. You just need to write what people describe it as daily stuffs and write nothing about your privacy.

Nah, i now scorn that thought. Surely i agree that feelings should better be written that be kept. It’s practical, very practical. Believe me not, it’s difficult enough, sometimes for someone to express their feelings. Just like me. I barely tell anyone what i feel for one, screwed up day. I rather tend to keep them deep in the abyss of my heart, even if i’m putting myself in extreme jeopardy. Who knows, they might get burst, someday. That’s where blog plays its role.

Personally, blog seems to be more like the exact resort where feelings are interpreted into words, beautifully-arranged expressions. Anger, hatred, love, disappointment and the rest will have their own descriptions. You know, those bangang, bodoh words. Why on earth do you have a blog, but you only write some normal, plain-and-lame stuffs? So, i don’t expect there’s anyone going to oppose me because i think, i’m going to do the write-and-share things to my fullest. There may be questions arising, why and why? Certainly,

I’d love to quote,

Sharing is caring. Caring is loving.

Guys, prove me if I’m wrong.