saturday.

days are drawing closer and closer,
and wad im doing, is looking at the situation,
helplessly sitting down thr.

a new skin! and also a new tagboard!
thanks to joanne who help me look for the skin,
and intro me to this tagboard.
but the counterr is a failure,
after so many changes, i have to admit to the fact that ppl visit my blog often.

since its a saturday, let me tell a story.

when i was around 3-6 yrs old, i've always wanted to join the police force;
protecting the citizens from all crimes, upholding justice and law.
i've wanted to protect my home and everything from all sorts of crimes,
and making the cit a safer place to live in.

when i turn 11-13, i've wanted to be a soldier.
i've wanted to protect my homeland, protect our freedom.
to let our flag fly high and free in the vast seas,
to make our freedom eternal.
to protect my citizens from all invaders,
living in peace, and enjoying the moment of it.

but when i turn 14, i've realise that what i wanted to be,
is to become a writer, and an actor.
i want to write, write to spread the ideas,
the ideas of world peace, the ideas of humanity, he ideas of unity;
acting to preserve our culture, passed down for many generations,
to depicts all scene of life, to war the world of all evil doings.
to write and to act, to preserve our culture,
to preserve our ideas, to preserve humanity and peace.

to spread the ideas of justice so more crimes will cease,
to spread the idea of world peace so there's more harmony;
to preserve the culture that is losing in the urban life,
to preserve the words of the past, that taughyt many morals.

perhaps im kind of fickle minded, having y aspirations changed too much.
or yet i have no patience or will, to carry out these dreams.

but what i know is,
for every dream i have, i wanted to protect something;
and every dream i change, the value and amount of what im protecting,
grows bigger.