I know myself very well. But, do I?

I have been always knowing what I want.
But, do I?
I doubt that.

What is my passion?
Where is my heart?
I couldn't figure out.

Glad that my dear brother has found his purpose of life and I believed that he gonna work very hard for his plan as well.

I have been worrying for him so much before, but, now I pretty sure that he manage to find his way out at last. Hoping that the girl will always guide him and keep him stay accompanied.

Whenever I see my brother, I feel pain in my heart.

He's the eldest child among four.
Since young, every step he takes seems to have a little crush against my fathers' concerns and thoughts.

My father has been putting high expectations on him.
I thought he would have hate my father lots.
But, he didn't.

He told me to forget the past instead.
And, he has made it.

My father scolded me once.
That's the very first time he yelled at me.
And, the memories remain fresh, still.
But, I wish I could.

Terrible feelings

The lost had made me to learn a lesson.

The student pass has always kept with me at all times, but, that day, I just realized that it wasn't at there.   

Being forgetful and careless is an excuse instead.

I couldn't figure out what actually has goes wrong.
Everything seems to have messed up and no longer in the right places anymore.

This is not supposed to happen, but, what else I can do?
What was done cannot be undone.

I can no ones, blame only myself.