Sep 29. One of the rarest times I got to be home when I pursued college, I saw this replica of a jet plane lying on my brother's bedroom. So polished! I took pictures of it and thought of putting a blog about it but I can't think of a meaty content. Let me upload here just one for the sake of Inventor's Day. I love you, Bro! Could it be you want it in the aeronautics or toy making, find your passion.
My thoughts of the devilish and cherubic borne me a diarist. The usual norm: we all started on pencils and paper or the wall or the table with our sticks and loops overlapped and out of borders and lines. These doodles turned to syllables from printing vowels and consonants complicating to words, phrases and sentences. I soon graduated the writing drills of cursive being able to write more than to voice out to express myself. Find the me in this virtual world.