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Girl:
I see.
I feel.
I walk.
I lived.
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writing this post here while pondering wat's the underlying emotions.happy? depressed? or mayb, no emotions at all.happy is not even apt to describe my feelings in the current situation surrounding the com. still, it's undeniable i came home a happy person. tt is, despite him leaving for brunei in about less than an hour.i love my hse, but somehow or the other, it nv really felt like a home. it's more like a cave of unhappiness and anger, always full of squabbles and fights. nevertheless, my love for this particular unit has not diminished the slightest. perphaps in my mum's opinion, i m a daughter who dislikes this house and family and turn to his parents for parental comfort.if only she knew of my love for this hse. then one may ask, so why do u always stay out?reason cannot b simpler.1, convenience.2, his pleas.n lastly, but most imptantly, he has a family i can only b too envious of..then again, in comparison with his sis, i can't help but wonder who is better, or worst off. i can only dream of a family like his, bonded and without financial troubles. on the other hand, i have a rlsp with him she can only be too envious of.better or worst, ur decision.upon further consideration, depress is no where near wat i m feeling now, with respect to this particular moment, as surges of depression often strike when i m in sch. n it's not without a reason.but tt's not the point.point is, at the heart of "me", i m still have an innate wealth of happiness diluted with the mysterious characteristic of scorpions.*sigh of relief*blogging here really feels good. it seems like the rain that brought the haze away carried away my troubles. finally, i c the light at the end of the tunnel. the light which leads back to my island, n it will not be far.lastly, here's a conclusion of the train of thoughts which fogged my world this few days.first and foremost:the honour will go to no one else but her- my fren. to anyone who lent a listening ear, i blamed her retain and alvin for the destruction of our frenship. but now, i finally understand tt it's very much my fault as it is of bad luck. i shld have supported her decision and not judged her for the decisions. but all i did was to leave her in the lurch with (presumably) no one to confide her problems (esp rlpswise) to. tt's wat i did - desert n isolated her.n the person who made me realised this fact was none other than shann. n i guess mayb guys make better frens than girls, which is why they call their best frens buddies n us, bitches. n to a certain extent she's right. guys dun judge (at least most don't).n tt's wat frens do.to all my frens: i m sorry. (though i can't promise i won't make the same mistake but i'll refrain.)2nd on the list.i still have not figured out a way to get over wat happened at mela***** nor have i found out why is it bothering me so much. i guess it's the fact tt i really love wat i was doing then n tt i allowed myself to b manipulated by the adults' world of politics and disgraced the wat little pride i possess.3rd on the list.loneliness is brewing. i've got company in sch n it has no reason to be in the place it was. then again, there's a distinct diff between having company n the feeling of loneliness. 3yrs, living in a dreaded world.is it society's doing or is it the isolation effect of bgr?mayb, it because...life is a cycle.
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