Thursday, March 17, 2011

So this is my newly made blog, and I guess everything starts anew again. It may be a wrong choice to start blogging at this period of time because of O's...but since I've gotten my own personal laptop so, why not?

The fonts are alittle small to see though, headaches caused by reading this site is strictly warned and the site owner will not take up any responsibility. Heh.

"Children, don't grow up. Our bodies get bigger, but our hearts get torn up."

I really dont wanna grow up at times because I feel that each time we grow older and develop into a more matured stage, our hearts starts getting torn up. By love(and i mean different kinds of love) and other sorts of emotional feelings.

When we love someone emotionally, in a relationship kind of status, we sort of get hurt in the middle of it. Halfway through or so, because love will never be a one-side basis that consists of only happiness. Never. But right now, i guess my heart is getting torn up by a different kind of love, a family love.

It's kinda sudden to know someone whom is so close to me, who cooks delicious meals every time and prolly took care of me(sort of) since I was young might just leave me anytime soon. How does that feel? It kinda hit me hard after at least 2 phone calls and realising how serious it was..and though we all wished it was just a dream, it will never be. This is REALITY. Harsh. Harsh reality. Those words just go together.

Right now as i'm typing this, this person is in the hospital waiting to see another doctor at 5 and probably in all of my family members' prayers, as well as mine. I may distant away from him now that everyday is either about school or friends or just tuitions and trainings, i really miss him and love him alot.

Sometimes I ask God why, why so sudden? Was this your plan? But I know, whatever happens, happens for a reason. God has a plan. Always.

Gong Gong, stay strong. xx.

3:28 PM

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vanz, seventeen and praying that the world will NOT end before I get to drive a car, own a big house and have my own kids.


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