fly like you've never flown before,

Saturday, March 21, 2009

do not link me up.

thanks!

i cried the other day, in front of a person i wished was the last person to see me crying, it was a shock to this friend of mine, but i thought i could hold the tears back, and rush home to find the door locked, and only cry my heart out. but i didnt make it for the tears to wait, it flew like waterfall rushing down, the description i used to tell my colleagues how olden people had perceived cataract.

there are hardly people who see the crying me. and to be truthful, i do really appreciate those who have seen me cried. and people who have seen me cried, always end up being teary with me.

i have not faked myself by putting a brave front, but rather, sometimes, i cant get myself to really talk to anyone about what's bugging me now and then. when i said i am okay, i wished the conversation doesnt drag on in details.

being in a new place, i have yet to find out my hide-out in this town. back in seremban, i had discovered lots of places, my so called hide out, to escape from the hustle and bustle of life. i used to like going to the Rasah Jaya vegetarian shop, and had stayed late till people who had came later than me left even much ealier. i used to like just listen to the noise surrounding me, and get carried away in my own world.

i feel so tight being here, i cant just get my car key, and off to somewhere, i am so scared to get lost somewhere in town, considering that i am GPS idiot.

but this morning, i decided to explore a place, where i could rest my soul, sharpen my mind, just relax and let the people around me do the talking,while i am indulging in my own world.

so i had found this place, after a lot of sweats, and just when i was about to just give up, and head home, i decided to just make a turn and see where i would be led to. and to my surprise, i had found the place, and imagine my joyness.

i have of late, been feeling sorry for myself, against my principle of life, but i could not help it.
i thought why do things always have to turn out we least expect.

i am learning to be less worried, to be more grateful, to learn to dance in the rain.

WEATHER REPORT~BJ Gallagher

(from simple truth=)

"Any day I'm vertical is a good day"...that's what I always say.

If you ask me,"How are you?"

I'll answer, "GREAT!" because in saying so, I make it so.

When Life gives me dark clouds and rain, I appreciate the moisture that brings a soft curl to my hair.

When Life gives me sunshine, I gratefully turn my face up to feel its warmth on my cheeks.

When Life brings fog, I hug my sweater around me and give thanks for the cool shroud of

mystery that makes the familiar seem different and intriguing.

When Life brings snow, I dash outside to catch the first flakes on my tongue, relishing the icy miracle that is a snowflake.

Life's events and experiences are like the weather - they come and go, no matter what my preference.

So, what the heck?!I might as well decide to enjoy them.
For indeed, there IS a time for every purpose under Heaven.
And each season brings its own unique blessings.

for you, my friend, do not give up hope yet, and for myself=)

very long time we havent said "gambateh, let's work hard together

and you are the few ones i cried with=)

at least, one thing i am grateful for today, is having known you=)

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