:: Old-Fashioned ::
Salam, good day peeps! Few minutes back, I read a letter from my one-and-only sister. Well, it was actually a letter, written a year ago, two days before heading to the campus. Yeah, I've kept that promise until January 3rd. At night, I opened up the envelope and read it. I'm the kind who keeps her treasures besides her. This is not the only one, I also kept the letters that my friends (from my ex-secondary school) have written for me, or more likely ... a forced-done letter. I remembered of that time when I received it. It was very childish [and old-fashioned] of me, to ask my best friend to ask the rest of the class to reply the letter. Even so, I felt their words were as sincere as a child's smile. Everything they wrote, every overwhelming emotions I had when I read it; that were the things I have been cherished for a long time. I know, within the advancement of technologies and the frequent use of Internet as to check onto social networks, it is much eas...