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.