Yet another day.

When the biggest problem at that time was wondering I get to eat ice-cream for breakfast~ These days I'm the oldest in my class. Youngest of the 3 oldest, but still in the oldest tickbox. Class has been OK so far. After all, when 9 of the loudest and most outspoken people in a class of 63 get together into 1 group, learning becomes a little more fun and easy to deal with.

Some days it's so easy to live, some days it really isn't. I guess it depends on the weather. And maybe it's something in the water~

I'm naked,
I'm numb.
I'm stupid,
I'm staying.
And if Cupid's got a gun, then he's shootin'.
Lights black, heads bang, you're my drug, we live it.
You're drunk, you need it, real love, I'll give it.
So we're bound to linger on.
We drink the fatal drop,
Then love until we bleed,
And fall apart in parts.

This is for you, & you, & you, & me~ =)

People might think watching TV and movies are a complete waste of precious time, but I do learn things I never thought I would from a screen.

This is for all of y'all who's ever made mistakes and fell into pits so deep only a fireman without a collarbone can save you. This is for me~

No matter what happens, no matter what life throws in our direction, we must learn to trust, have faith, and forgive.

Are you good enough??

We find ourselves looking in the mirror and asking that question. Sometimes over and over again. Sure it's nice when people in our lives tell us that everyday, that we are God's gifts to mankind, and humanity is so much brighter now due to our existence. Yes, it's lovely to wake up to that somebody everyday and have them telling you how happy they are to open their eyes and the 1st thing they see is you. But we cannot have our cake and eat it too. Isn't waking up everyday a blessing in itself?? And must it always be that "somebody", to tell you and validate what and who you are? What about everybody else around you who cares and is actually concern for your welbeing?? What about us??

When Nico buried her husband, and when asked where is her family, she turned to her 2 bestest frens and said: "you're it". That's the kinda friendship I feel that I have with a dear dear fren of mine, whereby we can say anything to each other, get angry, fuck each other up on SMS, and still laugh at each other at the end of the day. So it really baffles me that my dear dear fren questions herself after falling into a trap set by some man. Sweetheart, let me tell you something.

YOU, are God's gift to me, and to the people around you who you have made a difference to. YOU, my love, don't need a man telling you that you are special and unique.

YOU, my dear, don't ever ever ever have to ask if you are good enough.

YOU ARE. You are good enough, and more than that.

And if you ever doubt that, look at the mirror, and look at the Xmas present, my gift to you.

And the truth of the matter is, no matter how much you fuck yourself , how many shrinks you decide to see, and how many people you talk to, it will never change the fact that HE fucked up.

Love you!! :D