Just looking back...

I hated numbers as a student. I sometimes fell asleep in classes that dealt with numbers, well, okey I always sleep and skip my mathematics class. I am confused with the long solutions they present in every mathematical problem. I don't know why the solution have to be very long and confusing. And i don't have any interest in them.

I love stories and poems so i took Literature as a major, and i did well. Unfortunately fate played its trick and i was suddenly enveloped in a job that does not only include numbers but live with numbers.

I detest the job and plan on quitting, but then an angel just made me love numbers, made me understand and use them in my daily life. Well sometimes if you're in love, There's nothing you can do for the one that you love, and wella! Here I am numbers all around me, long solutions for a very simple mathematical problem and a mathematical problem that sometimes trick and treat you!

I learned to love the job and i really cared and love it and was rewarded! Unfortunately the angel who taught me love what i am doing took its flight and never came back in my arms.

I still remember her sometimes but the fellings no longer hurts. I remember the girl but i dont remember the feelings anymore hehe.

I am just very thankful she helped me love numbers.

I dont know why i am writting this maybe just to show my gratitude for her efforts and her efforts was not put to waste.

I was slumped for a long time for her lost but now i am ready to face her and say thank you without any hurt feelings in my heart.