It hasn't been very easy for me getting this far. I have to admit, quoting from Eileen JueShiHaoBra/JueShiHaoB. The colour is bad, the design is bad, the inspiration is bad, the blog sucks!

Okay, back to my before-becoming-shcizophrenic-maniac days. I've wondered a lot about life. I've wondered about before life, about after life. How am I to know that it's the trials and tribulations of during life I should be worrying about.

Like that morning, I had a dream. I dreamt about us being on a secluded beach. Paradise, some people may call it. People around, some friends, some fictitious characters that my subconscious mind conjured up. The things that happened, unthinkable, the first-time-in-my-lifes. There is definitely something wrong with me looking so much into it. I might even swear now at this moment in time never to mention it again. But I won't, because Iknow I will.

There you have it. Go on mock my crazy writing-habits/skills. Maybe you're even laughing at something non-existent. Wahahah, I've proved you as crazy as me. Bye.