I started journaling since I was 10. In the beginning, there was nothing serious: I wrote what happened in a day but later I got bored of it. Later, I restarted to write about my emotions, and mostly were just some ranting towards this and that like too much homework or my parents yelled at me again. It was kind of like an on-and-off thing for me so I never forced it. When I became expressive and sentimental, I wrote until I got satisfied. It was not until when I turned 15 and started high school, I realized that writing had never left me. It’s my way to check on my wellbeing and to rewind and learn. Sometimes I have a strong wish to share my ideas with other people when I’m writing, so here I am, trying something new but not actually new. I’m not an arts student, and probably will never be, my words are not full of big words or deep philosophies, but I’ll try my best to bring out everything I have in mind.

“Human behaviours flows from three main sources: desire, emotion, and knowledge.”
Plato