tulisan hampa

Another Lebaran here at home after three years ago returning from England. This year is an awkward one as my littlest brother is not around. Not that we always hang out every takbiran night, but at least his presence completes me. He's away now and won't be celebrating the feast until Saturday as his region is a day away from ours. This holy blissful night, I heard that my other bro found out something saddening. It breaks my heart into pieces inside although in the surface I still console him. I don't know what to do. I think it's what makes me very very sad. It's like last 2 years' event didn't make much different to this year no matter how impactful it was for us. I don't know, I wish God enlighten me in this matter, I have too much love and affection for my family. My dad, he's not any usual dad. Ah, he's a real fighter. He thinks he failed so much that he wants his children to be successful. Too bad I think sometimes he's busy tellin...

I think recently I have been sunk too deep in a thing called reality. I barely have time to write, no matter how much I want to. Ideas are bursting at times but I just could not. Pet-peeves. So updating with my life, I am now taking charge still on many jobs. Additionally presenting events in school, and still, moving on from my last relationship. A couple of tweets and DM came to me asking how I am holding up, I said I'm cool. It's not like I don't have my own remedy, but I came to realise that a happy life is a private life. So I'm keeping some happiness private, some sadness too. But all in all, we define our own pleasure and happiness, don't we? This half year soon I will be travelling to some places, I really hope everything will work nicely and things aren't falling apart (too much). ah shit writing mood can just swing easily lately.