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Sunday, November 2, 2008

Broken (featuring Amy Lee) - Seether

2008 is coming to an end.
2008 holds a lot of memories.
Happy ones, sad ones.
Pictures? I don't have them anymore.
They disappeared. Just like that.
I can hunt them down.
But it will never feel the same.

I've been thinking about a lot of things these days. I don't jot them in my diary anymore even though they hurt so much. You guys remember that Winx Club diary I showed? Yeah. That one. Ha... Diary tuu dah closing ceremony pon. And that was months ago. And guess what? I found that diary under my bed last week. I don't know why it was there. I threw there out of anger I guess. That diary holds too much thoughts. Not the happy rainbowy thoughts. The deep, dark ones. Sometimes I feel like burning that diary but mummy tells me not to play with fire. She says it is dangerous.

I remember I almost cried in the car on Friday when no one was around. When I thought why is there a need for me to still be alive. But then I realised that I should be grateful that I am still alive. That I still have a family. Even though they are not perfect, even though my parents fight, they are my family and they still care for me.

Hidup ini memang palat, tapi esok masih ada.
In case you were wondering,
palat means keadaan orang yang tidak berguna.
Theres another meaning to it
that can be used in a horny conversation
but I ain't gonna say it.
Let's emphasize on the second part.
Theres always a tomorrow.

Even though life is so bitchy sometimes. Theres always a tomorrow to look forward to, a person to care for, a reason to go on. Even though the reason may be the littlest of things at times, take it to your advantage and use it to move forward and never look back.

2008 is going to end but 2009 should be looked forward to because it's a chance to start a fresh. But hey. It's not like tomorrow is 2009. Learn to appreciate these last moments because time cannot be altered. What has happened cannot be changed but what has not happened does not need to be changed because you are in control.

Guess who I am.
Nadhirah larh seyh! :D

Blogged @ 11/02/2008


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