Bismillah.
Okay another one 'cus I'm totally in mood today. I thought I just need to clarify a thing. I have been writing this blog for um lemme have a check....almost 8 years. Yeah, wow. Some of you might have thought that I wrote it for someone else. That is if I wanted to spit something to someone I wrote it with a hope he/she could get my points through my writing. Well, there were few times I wrote with that intention, but safe and sound they remained as drafts. Perhaps 1% of them got published, eg this one but that is it. I mean, aww....im sorry i disappointed you.
I wrote them for my own. I love to come back at my writings and reread them as much I love memorable and meaningful photos -or perhaps even more. I love to see myself grow through my writing, the feelings that I had when I wrote those writings. The value, my character and the expression.
Obviously I can make a lot of money if I had adsense, did a good marketing and improved my seo 'cus after all 8 years of writing can turn me into a millionaire (okay I exaggerate a bit here).
Here it is. This is my personal space that I value the most. I don't mind to share it to the others that perhaps someone else can benefit from my reflections, events or feelings. But really, in the first place and always will be I don't write them for anyone else other than myself.
Sincerely again, I thought I need to write this one as a remainder because I am afraid my intention might change over time (hajar don't go after fame don't go after fame). Guess I have been keeping a journal (diary) since I was 10 or 11, somewhere in between.
Okay another one 'cus I'm totally in mood today. I thought I just need to clarify a thing. I have been writing this blog for um lemme have a check....almost 8 years. Yeah, wow. Some of you might have thought that I wrote it for someone else. That is if I wanted to spit something to someone I wrote it with a hope he/she could get my points through my writing. Well, there were few times I wrote with that intention, but safe and sound they remained as drafts. Perhaps 1% of them got published, eg this one but that is it. I mean, aww....im sorry i disappointed you.
I wrote them for my own. I love to come back at my writings and reread them as much I love memorable and meaningful photos -or perhaps even more. I love to see myself grow through my writing, the feelings that I had when I wrote those writings. The value, my character and the expression.
Obviously I can make a lot of money if I had adsense, did a good marketing and improved my seo 'cus after all 8 years of writing can turn me into a millionaire (okay I exaggerate a bit here).
Here it is. This is my personal space that I value the most. I don't mind to share it to the others that perhaps someone else can benefit from my reflections, events or feelings. But really, in the first place and always will be I don't write them for anyone else other than myself.
Sincerely again, I thought I need to write this one as a remainder because I am afraid my intention might change over time (hajar don't go after fame don't go after fame). Guess I have been keeping a journal (diary) since I was 10 or 11, somewhere in between.
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