One night I came back home from work. I felt very tired so after I finished dinner and took a bath, I laid down for a sec and thought about continue my work but my mind so tired (stress) so I pick up my comic ides books, note ideas for my comic story. My mom came in asked me what are you doing? I told her I felt tired so I take a break by writing ideas for my comic. Mom knew how much I loved comic so she asked me are you planing to public? I said if it possible. Then mom said if you do you must be a good writer to produce it. That time I felt like big metals hit my head super hard! Yeah... I am not very good at writing at all... How can I produce my comic if I can't correct my writing! God I am so mad at myself!