Changing. Be it big, or small.

I used to think that changing ourselves would mean not being you and try changing into somebody else. You would lose the YOU in you and you would not have that aura or unique thing about you anymore.

The TODAY me thinks the YESTERDAY me was wrong, yet again.

In life, we constantly change. To keep going forward, we need to keep changing ourselves for the better.

I used to be afraid of changing myself. I had this weird feeling that if I change myself, I would not be me. And people will hate me for it. People will hate me for changing to be a different person. I had strange things in mind that I got afraid of changing to be someone new. When in fact, in order to be a better person we have to regularly make adjustment on ourselves.

Changing doesn't mean you switch yourself entirely to be a different person. It means modifying yourself for your own good. The purpose of changing is to improve ourselves to be the person we want to be.

In my circumstances, I have changed a lot. In fact, I'm still in the process of changing and will never stop. The people that I meet everyday slowly change me. Every obstacle that I've gone through has changed me. Being in IIUM has changed me. All those experiences have changed the way I think and see things. If I hadn't changed a single bit, I would still be the same person I was 5 years ago who was immature and who knew nothing about Linguistics or al-lughatul arabiah.

For us to always be in progress, we have to walk up the stairs. And see how we view the world in each and every step we take. See the difference of how we perceive things in different steps.

Do what you love. Love what you do.

It has been a long tiring day of accompanying my sister shopping. Tomorrow is my day to shop, she promised me ;D

As I'm on my way back home to Damansara, I can't help but to think of my future. What will I become someday? What kind of person am I going to be?

Some of you might already know about my passion in becoming a writer. Seeing famous blogger such as Kristina Bazan encourages me even more. How being only 20 years old, she has achieved so much. She is now in NYC, attending and writing about fashion week. It's amazing.

When I think about it again,, I was wrong. I don't need a man in my life. Not yet. I have still a long way to go. I have yet to write my journey in becoming who I want to be. To not give up in my passion. To keep moving forward.

Travel and writing is one thing. But not to forget the children of Palestines, the women in Afganistan, the sex slaves in Thailand, the drug war in Mexico. I want to be able to portray the world behind our wall. To describe in details about the suffer of the people. What every drop of blood gives meaning to them.

There's a lot more in this world than what we see. And it's our job to open the curtain wideeee.