whoa-oh!

I get deep with deep people.
Opening up, sharing, or even just telling people what you like, what you feel, and what you think is so not me. For the past three years, I realized that I shut my journal close with things that doesn't matter to me anymore. I locked words somewhere I couldn't find it. And I realized, I haven't been really writing, I was just finding a way to vent out emotions. Ever since this second semester started, I saw a whole new picture of where I was for the past three years and where I am now. And awhile a ago, I found myself talking with people I somehow learned to trust. And it was good. I am starting to tell people things about me - things I just keep inside my journal. Well I guess it's time people read what's inside.