Blogging somehow seem like I found another home. A less solid, and more boundless home.
Life is a strange game.
Or maybe I'm just weird.
It's funny how someone you don't really know could make you feel so happy knowing that they are online, and you're not even talking to that person. It's nice to know that that person is free to go online, to take a break and so on..
And, it's so strange that I really want to be like her.
I'm a follower, because I'm dozed by her greatness. Now I sound like some hypnotized stalker. Don't I?
However that sound like to you, it sounds great to me :)
