May 12th, 2008 | 
Author: I’ve always loved reading, always loved writing and actually scribbling while daydreaming. I could say, I do it best when i’m at my best though i still do it when i’m at my worst but the difference is, the latter is more of pain and sadness, and sometimes anger. But i seldom do that as compared to those happy moments. Writing down things during happy times also produces a good result. Perhaps you can relate not unless you’re not into writing or scribbling. I’m not a writer though. I just do writing for myself. I used to keep a diary for three consecutive years but stopped after i got married. But i still keep them with me and i read them once in a while, and the events that happened still never fails to put a smile on my smile up to this time. What can i say? They’re all happy memories…
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