There are many times I told myself, maybe I should stop.
I don’t have much to tell anymore, if I have some it would not be suitable for others to read. I am scared with the fact that I become more and more comfortable in telling the story of my life – was not supposed to happen.
Sometimes before I press the publish button I have to think hard and cringed on the desicion I was about to make.
Most of those time, I deleted them or put a password for protection.
I cannot my bunnies, old wound and scars thought me well.
But.
Within this space, they are many people have touched me in so many ways. Sometimes it was such a small gestures tapi they still hit my soft spot.
I know I am not a nice person, I hardly says nice things and I don’t really like to give freebies or presents to my bunnies. Reason being, I want people to read this blog because of the crap [haha] that I wrote not because I am offering something else.
Although I might do it in rare occasion yet I don’t want to make it a habit.
My way of appreciating is by talking and listening at the same time. I will try to reply all comments and emails, for now.
Which a lot of people do and that’s why I said, I am not a nice person to begin with.
Few days ago, someone asked me about my mailing address because she said she saw something that reminded her of me. I gave my address to her but I completely forget all about it after that.
Not until two days ago when he came up with a package [envelope to be more precised] on his hand. He handed it to me.
The moment I saw the envelope I knew who was it from.
What touched me the most was the thought of her thinking of me and her thank you card, thanking coz I alway cheer her up with my crappy entries [you know what she meant, those bongok entries yang memalukan diri sendiri hehe].
And I just love the keychain. Red some more!
I am not a good candidate to be though of, I swear constantly and I said things that came across my mind without thinking.
I don’t know how to say nice things when it’s not nice and I don’t know how to make friends with new people.
But the small token make me feel so overwhelmed.
Perhaps this blog is not totally a piece of shit after all.
Hmm.
Ok, maybe a bit [ a bitttttttttt?] but still, I am glad that I am still writing.
To Pel, thank you very much :*
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