End of Paradise

It seems...
Nothing really changed...
All rightie~ Another day had passed
Unexpected things happened too...
My activities are paused by the "Cold Wars" in my house

My days are going to end...
It's time to wake up from my sleeping brain....
Well, things are really starting to gather up...
Events, schools, freedom and more..
Ma.. can't each of you guys just come one by one?

Hmm, one question from someone..
What's a "Secret Love" aka 暗恋..
For me, secret love is just a feeling deepen in the guy/girl you like in a temporary time...
That time you will be in a higher probability to fall for him/her...
Well, people always say...
Love is blind...
When it's clear...
It's a real challenge for you and your other side...

Well "secret love" isn't a true love...
It's just show that you have your own humanity to love/like a person...
It's quite common for everyone unless they're heartless or mindless....

It's been a few month...
I've been telling myself to close one of my eye on this case..
Yes, I really did it...
In fact, I'm feeling relaxed when I'm talking to you...
My talking style is back when I'm writing any sentence to you...

That day, Neo wrote something on our group chat...
He says that you're talking to me via a status? O_O
Does that true?
Do you really mean that shy guy was me?
Well....
I don't know what to say...
But..
Love this topic doesn't suit me yet...  :3...
I still need my freedom to accomplish something....
The things that pissed me off recently...
I'm learning new things everyday...
I'm training hard everyday...
Just to prove that I'm not a coward.

I'll send my regrad with this song

Chiisana Tenohira aka Song from Clannad

Far away, far away, the sea of rice plants wavers 
Raising the rice, raising the rice, we aimed for the memory 
Do we remember the sad things that have happened before today, or have we forgotten them?
Even in this tiny hand, there could someday be strength surpassing our own 
From the day I cried beneath the ripe grapes, I started to walk 
Even if my hand is small, even if we're separated, we'll walk this road 
And on the day that will someday come, we'll store away our best memories
The seasons change; already the cold wind 
Wraps around us and sleeps inside the song of that spring
Even in this tiny hand, there could someday be strength surpassing our own 
Those wet cheeks reflected a number of smiles 
Even if my hand is small, even if we're separated, we'll walk this road 
And on the new day we too stored away our memories
Even this tiny hand will one day pass by us 
And on the new day, a new season began