I wish all that happened to me today is April mop, but it isn't br It's even not half day yet in this first of April, but so much trouble i face br Spent few minutes to walk around and try to found something better br But all seems foolish in this fool's-day. br br What could i expect now? br Would i said that everything alright with me now? am not a liar br For a while can't hear song of my soul, not even it's echoes. br Now i just try hard to get my joy, nobody allowed to steal it from me. br br Lovely me... how would you divert this circumstance? br Ok, I'll not crying! no moan.. no anger.. no complain.. no bitter..