Anyway, this time im here to actually clarify myself for why lately i've been uploading too many quotes and make you wonder why do this person have a blog in the first place....i mean, i started off a blog to brush up my english and then it just went off like that...mission kinda failed...my language still sucks anyway.

Now that I came to a perfect understanding to why i have been facing life this way and who am i really. Eventually, I have a story to tell.
Well, im not just a girl like what i used to think...I knew that I was special in a way, but I never really understood why. I used to believe that I dont have a story...I mean, not that would interest anybody. And now I realise, I do have a story...that again, which may not interest anyone who reads this, but I ve got to tell the world...that actually, you are not always the only one. I want "my kinda people" to know that its ok to be who you are. And that you are not just a person.But a real special one.It really makes a difference to know your worth.
Here's the story of mine:
I was brought up by an extrovert mum and elder sister.I have an introverted brother too( only lately I discovered that he struggles living somewhat like me). Its a real relieve to me after getting to know him.=)
I was always the one to accomplish things ,but somehow also a person who made my family believe that something is not normal with me.I got caught many times before for doing self talking, being reserved,anti- social, staying up all night for no apparent reason, sleep walking, highly sensitive and being harsh and rude upon even a slight critism. Life was really rough to me, mainly because I was looked at weirdly. Feeling misunderstood gave me a constant struggle that I didn't know how to put an end to. I often got misjudged that im in depression, when in reality , im just a very contented and blessed kid.Yes, I do cry for little things, but i didnt understand at those times ,why others dont. For all those things i love to do, I have people thinking that im not so normal. Not to forget, i am also labelled as a tortoise for my slow reaction to things and also getting things done in my own pace.. Often, I understand that my family would not simply want to put be down. They are just worried and concerned with the weird things that I do and they care because they love me. They really do, I feel it, yet sometimes it all just becomes a mess when I do not know how to explain myself to bring them some comfort.Who to blame? I dont know. My loved ones are definitely not the ones to be blamed, that I knew. It was just ME, MYSELF & I.
Despite knowing all these pscychologies, I still find it hard to explain to my family that im just fine and there is nothing to worry about me. Being myself isnt very depressing afterall, i have always been proud of myself, but having to put up with their critisms and underestimation sometimes is too exhausting . Especially, when they are the extraverts.But, what have I learnt????
Last but not least, im gonna flood my blog with lots and lots of quote that I can relate to and never before talked about it to anybody who can really understand what it is to be an INFP-INFJ (INTROVERT). Its a known fact that im never going to be good enough in expressing and since nowadays I feel like everything doesnt need to be talked about, I will hereafter just post it in here for me alone to know. I have never felt like having to share my emotions to anybody, but today, if you're already reading this...you must be one heaven of a special person to me. And I LOVE YOU DEARLY.



















To make this even more laughable, studies show that extroverts are the Minority of the population, coming in at only about 35%! So, if we believe in “majority rule”, then guess who should do the changing?!….If they only could…