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PROFILE Being Me is the greatest challenge to keep on moving when everything messed up to keep on going when my vision turns upside down to keep calm when my anger explodes to keep smiling when all I have is sadness to enjoy the real happiness that came only for a while but only this way these lessons had taught Me how to live these challenges that made me stronger inside out these stories that gave me strength to my weaknesses is nothing better but THE BEST! “When you leave, remember to look back to see those you’re leaving behind. You never know, but they might be feeling miserable." YOUR SAY SO YESTERDAY October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 August 2010 September 2010 October 2010 November 2010 December 2010 I'LL BE WATCHING YOU AimanKU AszafiraKU AtiqaKU AmiraKU AsiahKU FadilaKU FyraKU FarahinKU FazilaKU HadiKU MusuhKU HairulKU HikmaKU JuwairiyahKU MarizzaKU Kak ainKU Kak hannahKU Lembah IlmuKU NabilaKU NurulhudaKU NisyaKU SriKU UttKU ZulianaKU CREDITS edits by: nurfa
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Saturday, February 14, 2009 @ 10:57 PM
For the first time I really realised how I’m neither here nor there This is when, I start questioning every aspect of life. When I start questioning and doubting every aspect of my life. This is when I can’t find answers, when I start realising there aren’t always answers to everything. Science can offer explanations of how water freezes, why the sky is blue and why the grass is green. But no matter where I search, no matter how much I question, life has questions that will never be answered. This is when I start questioning what I have, and what I don’t. What I’ve achieved, and what I’d wanted to achieve. This is where, I start questioning my goals and my passion, my life and my aims. Is this what I really want, am I prepared to face all these? I’ve lost faith in things, will I lose faith in my passion yet again? This is where I regret that I’ve lost myself in such a short of time, lost the me that I know, lost the me that you know. This is when I realise how much I’ve been forcing myself to feel. All that laughter, all that smiles and happiness. This is where I realise what I’m afraid of. Of not being able to explain why, of not being able to answer all the ‘whys’. This is when I realise I can’t face myself. I can’t face the fact that what you said is true. That I’m no longer as trusting, no longer as willing to let anyone close. |