I was 3rd year college when i searched for ways to vent out my so called depression and desolation through writing, perhaps it was just my pessimistic self talking that time. I was young then, that everything that was happening in my life was so melancholic that there was no way i could escape but, to write it in what i call My Isolated Heaven.
It has been more than 6 years after, my last blog and when i look back and read all my previous post, flabbergasted that all my problems were to shallow, i was so naive about how Life really works, how childish my problems were, how for so many times i have almost given up but, I'm glad that i didn't because, if i had I wouldn't be able to experience life at its finest.
Life is not perfect and that's the beauty of it.Life is meant to be lived Don't waste it
for sharing mam 
