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A few weeks if i am not mistaken, my husband mentioned about my inactive blog.

"why don't you write things that you do each day...at least keep you occupied with something". He said readily.

I thought about blogging once more but the urge to pour everything into wording is just to demanding for my brain...haha! What an excuse...

Well, i used to make matter too complicated...once example is by making sure the posting i am about to post shall not have any mistake whatsoever.... or that post should at least benefit one people if not more...and most importantly, I have to satisfy with it in all aspect....Yes, i was too careful and perfectionist..(although i don't think i am that kind of person!, owh, well...maybe)

"I dont like thinking what people think of me..That's why i am active no more!" I replied.

hmmm....i knew exactly what he's about to answer me back...

"If that's so, then i have nothing more to say!" he glanced cynically at me.

"huuh...." i made a long face. I was aware that he had a point. I do not want to stay home doing nothing, so why not keep some notes of events like i used to do when i was little.

Some good few years back, it was during my 13th birthday, my beloved sister had given me a cute pink journal. It has a small lock by the side. It was a treasure.

Over the years, i kept my daytime preoccupied with books and by nightfall, i would come to the journal, jotting every significant details of events on that day. The most exciting part was obviously my days at school. I had a few SA back in high school and that would include my husband ..hahaha. So darling, if you read this entry, you may want to search for that small treasure of mine to see what impression i had on you years ago...

Eventually, i stopped writing once i got to KMB. I did once in a while open it but just to keep some notes in for example names of my future children...ahaks "yes, that was advance, but there's nothing wrong for being overprepared isn't it?". I brought the journal to manchester too and back to Malaysia again after 6years there. It was with me for as long as i can remember since the moment i knew a little about life till now.

I hope i do not bored anyone (if any) yet. Till next time which i shall not promise..

ps - not bothered to check spelling or grammer....hentam sajerr
RA