[Anntonii's AutoBiography]

[In the Beginning]

I was born in the mist close to midnight on Nov 22nd 1978...around 10.31pm, which basically makes me a half scropio & sagittarus according to different calenders.
I grow up in a close knitted family, living with apart with my parents, my 2 uncles, 1 aunt & my grandparents.

Being the only child in the family, I was quite spoilt by my uncles & grandparents as they would try their best to make me happy.

[My Kindergarden Days]

Being brought up in a dialect speaking family, I know nuts about English and my first english word is almost same with everyone else.. "A for Apple"...
During my kindergarden days, I was kinda talkative in class and would always be "punished" for
not doing my work.

My first drawing of a person.. remains a mystery till today on why I colored his face black...
I don't remember any of my kindergarden classmates anymore even if I would to see them in the same bus..

I remembered asking my mum a question.. "Do Trees talk?"
"I suppose trees talk by moving their branches..." Trees are afterall a living thing like us, shouldn't they talk to each other? shouldn't they make friends like us? Questions like these would lead to no answers I suppose.. but this remains a interesting of my childhood...

Anntonii

Was wondering what to write in my blog lately....
Who's going to read about what i wrote? [Nobody I suppose]
What's there to write about? [My life's never been satisfying anyway..]

Well, and so I suppose that [Nobody reads] my blog and [my life's sux] so far...
so might as well write something about my life...

So as to keep some of my memories inside this little cyberspace...