When was the last time I posted something on my blog again? Oh dear, it was a very, very long time ago. I just counldn't seem to find a reason to write a blog since my last post. My life has seriously taken a toll of me. After my results came out, applications after applications and none of it getting through, a broken and torn relationship, parents loosing hope, the walls around me just seem to be crumbling down. For this once in my life, I lost hope, lost my faith, restrained myself, hid my face and didn't even want to see the closest thing to me. How I used to question Him, and despite all that, He never let me off His sight, I was constantly being cradled in His arms. He felt sad for me and was the only ONE who never ever lost HOPE on me.
Never........
Somehow, I gave myself a chance again. Picked up my favourite story book and read those verses. He spoke to me and opened my very blind eyes. Told myself time heals wound. And trust me it did. All I needed was to realise that life was meant to be lived a day at a time. I thinked too much, looked way too far into the future and gave up hope on myself too fast. Even though the people around you may seem to drift away, lack to give you words of encouragement, friends not being there for you when you needed them the most. And you can't seem to stop playing sad songs on your playlist,hehe. The secret to unlocking myself from this string of melancolic stories was to believe in myself. I did it. Believed, just simply believed in myself that He surely made me in this world for a reason. And never did I imagine that my journey in ,life was just unfolding.
27th June 2010
On my way to Kuala Lumpur with ma sitting beside me. Am I really going through this? Was, I about to register myself to a place so far away from home. Will they accept me ? What if I'm too late? What if I can't afford it. What if the place I'm going to ain't a good place to be. What if I'm making the wrong decision? So many questioens streaming through my mind. I could still remember clearly, it was my favourite hero's birth country playing against Portugal in the road towards the World Cup Finals. Sarn helped me by giving me the recent updates of what was happenning on screen live at the time. It was pass midnight and Brazil still haven't scored a single score yet.
Somehow you did slipped into my mind. I could still remember vividly in my mind.
Browsing through images you pested of your favourite team. You supported the team which was playin against the team I supported. Gave myself aynical smile as if this thought really mattered to me at all.You wouldn't possibly know anyway.
In a blink of an eye. I reached safely at my destination. Felt tired as I did not sleep throughout the journey. Thoughts and imaginations of the place I'm about to live at can't stop prickling through my mind. Met my uncle at the bus station who picked us up, stopped by for breakfast and the next thing I knew we were all on our way to my college to be soon.
