A Clown from BTG

There was a friend who once told me, "It's a good training when I was a clown, I had to put down my ego and make people happy".

In Banting, it's not an easy life where every weekend is family day.

There's no going to the Zoo or family shopping day, or maybe just for me.

Maybe, lacking of a strong present father figure allows someone to look for other role models.

I don't know where I found it, but it sure wasn't a blessing.

Well, at least I had some confidence that brought me thus far. =D

But time to abandon myself, in search of a new me.

Reminding myself that sometimes, it's good to "put down my ego and make people happy".

What if I throw my current self and could never find a new me?

Probably a question that only limits for BTG people, identity crisis, at the age of 23.

Mid-life crisis striking early? or adolescent came late? Tatau...