I give in!
I am just not those excellent writers who seem to know what 'Prerogative' means before they learned about the word 'Authority'.
Doesnt makes sense,I know but that's what my writing is all about.

As I read on,I just cant fanthom how some people can still write like like those compositions are selected in the yearly reading book of the school.
Note:That is not a remark of sacarsm.
During my years of studies, I truely enjoyed those selected few compositions(Note that I didn't say 'Essays') and then sighed with envy when they are were my classmates.
I would be elated if mine were graded well for content, knowing other components like grammer,struture,vocabulary might be a problem.

So I happened to blog-hop to this ex-classmate of mine whom will never find up that I'm actually reading hers once in a blue moon.
She was talking about reminiscent of the good old secondary school times,which I now don't find what's so reminiscing about it.
So happened that we ain't any close either, neither do I now recall who I am closer that time?
Given a damn chance,be sure I won't go back.
Somethings were badly screwed there and I guess I wont drop a tear even if it's gone.

Reminiscing is nothing but just another torment to self,sometimes.
I guess I would be more concern about how to live life better and dont screw what's ahead.

IF you really know me, you know I could be lesser or more than I appeared to be.

How many people out there is dislike of night time and how many love it?
How many people hide and how many seek?

Hide & Seek.
What are we searching of all the time?
And if words can help us, why some of us just cant use it well?