My little pink book

Do you write journals last time when you were young? I did, I guessed it's called the traditional or conventional "blog", but supposedly to be kept private, not for any 8poh (yes, you!) to see.

I think I started writing short notes when I was in my teens, in those small pocket diaries that someone (dunno who) gave. Then I advanced to nice nice books, with sweet looking covers to pen down the happy moments in my life. Now that I look back on them, I did seem to have a very happy childhood, and a very happy growing up life.

One book was dedicated specially just for dear, then later known as loekung, then also known as banker, sometimes hub, sometimes ...

It helps when I read back on my little pink book. Especially when the marriage is in a "challenging" mode. When I question myself why the heck I chose him. And it warms my heart to look and recall back the intensity of love we both felt for each other at that time (hoi! dun be dirty minded, that's not an x-rated diary ah).

Surely it meant something when that happened. I'm just so glad that I had chose to pen down the happy memories instead of the unhappy ones. And by doing this, I had made the happy memories stay stronger in my mind, helping me move forward with my life with a bright outlook, and trashed all the unhappy ones to the bin.