Introduction

No need an introduction on myself.

It just me saying anything crossed my mind along the journey of life.

I'll be myself, a brand new myself which I don't have a logic understands if this will bring me the happiness I'm looking for.

And what I'm looking for?

Ask yourself what you really looking for and you'll get same answers as mine.

It's not funny when you already know what you will be one day. Way not funny.

Still remember the rhyme?

When I was just a little girl
I asked my mother, what will I be
Will I be pretty, will I be rich
Here's what she said to me.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

When I was young, I fell in love
I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows, day after day
Here's what my sweetheart said.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera
What will be, will be.

Now I have children of my own
They ask their mother, what will I be
Will I be handsome, will I be rich
I tell them tenderly.

Que Sera, Sera,
Whatever will be, will be
The future's not ours, to see
Que Sera, Sera

What will be, will be.

What will be, will be