Tuesday, November 16, 2010
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Out of a sudden, I feel like blogging. I feel there is a need to blog; I think I need a space to talk and this is it. Actually, I do not know what exactly that I want to say, but I just feel like something is clogging my heart and making me feel really uncomfortable. Perhaps, I just need to talk.Time flies uh. I'm into the 21st year of my life, 2nd year of university education and going to be into the 16th month of love with Baby. So much things has happened, and so much things made me grow to be a better and matured person. Be it bitter or sweet, I'm glad it all happened for a reason.These few days, I kept having memory flashback of my childhood years, and realised that in these 21 years, I have really been a fortunate and happy girl. I have family who love me, friends who are always there for me and now, a boyfriend who loves me.. All the things that i possess now, may be what people are wishing for life. Complete family? Supportive friends? Nice boyfriend? Health?... I have them all. I know I should already be contented, and most of the times, I really am.Almost everyday, I feel like I'm the most blissful girl on earth. I have nothing more to ask for; If I have any more to ask for, it will really be too much of me. I once told my best friends, 'when any sad thing happened in you life, just smile. It will be over one day'. All these years, I never fail to do so. All these years, facing problems with a smile is how I grow up. But, is it that as you grow older, you tend to think a bit more? or it is just a women's nature? Curiosity kills the cat. I suppose I wouldn't feel this tough if curiosity did not kick in then, but if given a choice back again, I think I would had made the same decision. It brought pain and tears, and never once in my life, I felt so suffocated. I kept telling myself 'it will be over soon. one day...very soon'. But this time, it didn't really work. When the feeling gets too bad, I scolded myself for thinking too much. Yeah, I know it is. But, it really hurts. Okay, stop being so emotional. Move on in life. Weeping and feeling bad does not give you a future. Treasure is the word; nothing else should matter more than this. Hurts and scars, someday they will be alright, but happiness don't come by someday.
I confessed my love for BABY at
9:28 PM
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