I made love to life

 I do not know where I should start about working to make my own pocket money, to making money for a living.  I am not from a rich family. My parents have to work. My mum kept all of our Red packet money and it all gone to our new house renovation back in 1996. In 1995, we are still living on rental. We don’t have pocket money, we have to find ourselves. Thanks to my elder sister who is old enough to know the outsource of income. That is folding burning papers for Chinese festive offering. A stack would cost us RM10. A stack of about 10cm in the thickness, I couldn’t remember how many we gotta fold. It’s an original process   We would go to all religious suppliers shop to enquire if they need that service. We could save the money we make and bought Dragon Ball comics in Bahasa version. Otherwise we would need to take turn to save our pocket money weekly and take turns to get an episode.   That’s how it started finding outsource of income.  It was not that joyful...

Had been struggling what content to put up so people would read at least.  I am bad at youtube, not appealing, as I understood many people had been trying to fill in the buckets for the better life.  I started this blog as a tool to relieved my boredom and to document everyday life that i kept  in my mind.  12 years ago, I don’t really bother who would read. i’m glad i did that because i don’t remember much anymore. Today,  I do not even know how to start off. They are a lot things running in my brain, a list of things that i wish to do and realised that, i am just to lazy to put my time really working the blog and becoming content creator. that is seriously not my kind of thing to be in the limelight.  My job has pretty occupied my time and making me slightly losing the morale to do what I’m keen doing. I am an adult trying to figure out the life that I wish to pursue.  I hope to use this same platform, to see what will I become in 2022. I would like ...