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1 litre of tears
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Sis recommended the J-drama - 1 litre of tears quite some time ago wen i juz started sch. Bookmark the webpage and only now do i have the mood to start watching. She told me tt i wll cry buckets of tears and surely i did .. from the start till the end i cried.

Following the story, I admire her strength, her perseverance and her will to carry on despite wat she faces. To think what im have is bad enuf and downright scary but throughout the show it teaches me a lesson of life. The story really made me reflect on myself more and i end up crying not only for her but for myself as well. I cant reali compare what i have with what she faced but the similarities of questioning why exists. I do try to keep the things under wraps and so far ive been succeeding. I juz want to be normal. To be like everybody else. Sometimes i wonder how is it like if 'it' was never a part of me. No denying that becoz of 'it', sometimes i wished i was never born in the first place. How unlucky can one be. It's tiring to try to be accepted and try to act as if everything's alright.

But throughout it all, im still glad being me. From the challenges that i went tru i realise the true meaning of famly, who my true frens are and who i really am. I should not count myself as being unlucky but special. Judge me for all i care. You have no idea what my life have been about. The first 11 years of my life i was being sheltered. i was still green and naive. But that moment. From that particular day i was forced to grow up. I have been fighting my own demons and i've been fighting the world. I will continue on fighting coz i kno one day it will all be worth it. As tiring as it is and in times when i feel there is no use continuing on, i shall push myself up and move on. Coz at the end of the day wen it's time for me to go, i know i have done my best and i know that it is time for me to finally rest and let it all go. The pain that i have to go tru physically and emotionally i kno can only make me stronger. Mayb someday the burden i carry can be shared with whom i know is the one. For now im contented with god being my best fren. Mayb he has some plans for me that only he knows is the best. Till that moment i shall wait patiently. I shall continue moving on like what ive been doing thus far. In the end when i look back in my life i do not want to hav any regrets and wishing that i could turn back time and change what have been done or have not been done.

tOodlEs

5/20/2008 10:50:00 PM

an intro

~ AsYUrAh rOsLAn~
~ 21 yRs ~
~ 14 sEpT 1986 ~
~ SIM & IMI, Swiss ~
~ BA (hons) in int'l tourism & events ~
~ MaLAy mUsLIm ~
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more to kno

* tALL * cHeErFuL * sunflower *
* coNTenTeD * hApPy *
* ChoCoLaTeS * bEaRs *
* boOkwoRm * sPeciAL *
* tRaVeL * yELLow *
* mIrAcLeS * piAnO *
* mOviEz * MuSiC *
* vIrGo * hOteLs/eVEntS *
* yOGa * gUItAr * * fAirYtALe * dAydReaM *
* iSoLAtiOn * mAgiC *

:: aSpirAtiOns ::


1.coMplEte mY dEgrEe with a min of sec hons
2.fAll iN lOvE
3.mY drEaM jOb
4.wOrk iN duBai
5.LivE a fULfiLLinG LifE wiTh mY fAmiLy & fReNs

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