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Monday, November 30, 2009

ive always wanted to come back to blogging
this space is after all , my outlet to release my true feelings.


when i was 15 , i desperately wanted to be 18.
when it was my 18th birthday , i wished it was my 21st.
This year , i turned 22.

and in one month's time , it will be a brand new year ,
and it will be my 23rd birthday.

Time flies.

im glad december is nearing , and that 2009 is coming to an end.
this year is not that much of a good year ,
too many things happen ,
too many quarrels ,
too many decisions to make ,
too many separations to handle.


i believe
what does not kill me only makes me stronger


i do; -
6:37 AM