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Errr I told ya, that I promised myself to post anything, just anything on this blog or my diary (that's for the very private one lol). It so really, I hope, can cure a cursed mind I have. That is also to practice my writing since I now have a writing project I have to be accounted for.
Hmm yeah well actually I have no idea what to write by now.
It's half to one in the morning and I feel like I'm a weekend sleep walker accompanied by my beloved hype-realistic man in this 2.0 world he so-called.
Talking about that writing project I have, so sadly to say that I'm stuck in the middle of doing that. It feels like I'm not that talented enough to accomplish all my work.
It's ashamed I know and knowing that many people support me. My lover told me that he's willing to make me the layout and the cover of my book, my bestie, Yunika agreed to contribute and share her work with me, Mas Don was so kind to me that he said he wanna give me his fabulous illustration to every story I made, Mae, she's about to be the first buyer of my future book and Teguh, my facebook friend promised me to promote my work and many many many more. How lucky I am you know???
See, there are many people support me. I know I won't ever disappoint them, but I don't want to enforce myself beyond my limit haha. And sadly (again to say) it's not about my limit actually, I believe I can do that, it's because of my laziness and my creepy moooooood.
Huh I sigh, sigh, and sigh.
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