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Thursday, November 29, 2012
decisions.

I can't decide to go or not to go
I don't know what my chances are.

oh dear.
this is so terrible :/

make wise decisions he said- words that i'd forever keep close to heart.



Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Moments.

I feel like everything happened so fast today....
one moment it was the struggle to get out of bed from post Monday blues
next it was the craziest day in the office, thankfully a (extremely positive one)
there after it was dinner with a good friend and here i am hammering on my keys writing this.

If there's one word to sum up today if there should ever be one or we could call it the closing word of the day... it'll be.. .

" Thankful "

Reflection.
scars make us who we are
and the beauty of it all is that we all have scars that tells a story(s)
some of the wound have healed, some are still healing, much of those are still haunted by the pain.
but a scar will always remain, even if it hurts no more physically
the scars remain to tell it's stories.

I'd never be able to relate to your scars, but what i can do is pray that one day
these scars would leave it's tale to tell, the strength to live with the pain and have the courage to forgive yourself.

it is not easy, i know.
I'm healed from my scars, but they hurt occasionally from time to time
but hey, that's life.

hang on my friends!
we'll see the light if we hang on long enough, don't give up! :)

Sunday, November 4, 2012
Begin again

oh hello November :)

a huge part of me used to think that life is like balancing on a curve ball, well i still think it is! 
just for the matter of fact that it pretty much felt like playing a tennis game lately. (an intense one)

struggle. lots of struggling. 
grace. lots of grace.

sometimes, these words are so deep hidden within
even when i try they refuse to be exposed. 

keep walking
get up, get dressed, show up.