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Me.

I'm one of God's creation
A plain girl who realise her full potential is barely reached
Babysit, eating, sleeping and dancing is her best leisure ability
Loves her family & friends to bits
No life ahead without them in my life..
Currently 7hrs away from home
Right now loving the life she is leading in Adelaide only because there are so many things she got herself involved in..
And it is not worthless involvements, mind you..


Monday, December 22, 2008
Keeping it strong

Been some time since I blogged. Only because, I have no idea what to blog about. Things happen during the days but its all only for the mind. A short kenduri for the aunty was done yesterday. 40 days has passed. It's fast. Whilst reading the doa's, I had to keep it all in. I fought so hard not to let any of those raindrop's fall. Others have gotten over it, somehow I have not. The wound is still raw. I still am not able to sleep on her bed, and I do have day dreams about her. Only I cannot tell. The pastry she left me is still untouched. I feel guilty, distraught that I never got to see & kiss her for the last time. I needed someone to just hold me yesterday. To tell me its okay to let the tears go. But no one was there. I guess, I will just have to learn that I am alone.. Always. No matter what he, she or they say. As they may be having a fun time outside or anywhere else and not thinking about you.

I have to keep strong..