busy keeping up with the fast-paced yesterday, today and tomorrow. inactive online because of the other wonders of internet prone to sickness, physically, mentally and virtually.
Today was fantabulous, i released all my sixteen years of distraught. Now i feel new, i feel like a wholesome girl. I cried, i snorted, my whole body shaked, i let it all out, it was ugly but worthwhile. It was such a wonderful ending. Unfortunately now, my eyes are playing tricks on me, i'm too tired even too even write, i can go on and on about AKLTG programme but my eyes are already halfway down, and my lips' burning from the excessive airconditioning on the programme and my throat is starting to coarse from the screaming and also because my body is almost out of fuel.
I am going to get up early in the morning tomorrow, and tell myself how fortunate I am, how wonderful life is, and lastly, how our beliefs can make us stronger.
I cried because everybody believed in me, and because i didn't believe in myself. How selfish was I? Not anymore[:
I love you ma, and pa, I love you so much, I don't need to say it, saying it wouldn't mean anything, I want to prove it to you guys ma, pa. I will show you how much i love you. I love my friends. Most of all, i love myself. I have learnt to love and respect myself before all comes together, that was the first step.
Be like a wine:
"Car depreciates overtime. Wine appreciated overtime" -Leroy Frank R*