Center of Myself

Just found this amazing infographic. Apparently, it’s true. When I’m writing, I think of myself as the center of my own attention. Although this might sound egotistical—and I know it does—it helps me with many things of my life. 

Riding a Horse

When I was 12 years old, I went to a recreation place—Tawangmangu, to be precise—with my parents to spend my holiday there.

The place was very beautiful: foggy but calming, a comfortable cold —not again, I’m afraid—weather and temperature, beautiful sceneries consist of forests, rice fields, and tea plantations. All was perfect.