Last year… December I went to temple and got a lot – not about myself... About them. It’s a good lot that I’ve got and heaved a sigh of relieve. But things don’t seem to be that way now. I don’t know what. Haiz, don’t want to think about that now. Should I trust marriage? There’s nothing in the world that is forever. Definitely not love right… people change. I’m not the kind that expresses me easily. I don’t feel good pouring out my feelings; I swallow my tears or cry myself to sleep. I love having the space and time to sort out how I thought and felt – alone sometimes. I learn things the hard way - very hard in some instances. I think nobody really understands me. This year…. I wanted to do something drastic this year, be happier, enjoy life more - the whole look back with no regrets thing. I want a good year to learn how to grow up, to sort out messy matters, to find out who I wanted to be.