After 5 days of trying to ignore the pain,
I couldn't tolerate the impact of the news anymore.
I went to my favorite spot by the Swan River,
And then the floodgates open.

A talk with him made me realized that I am truly blessed.
You are right,
I am truly blessed.
Thank you for your counsel.
Thank you for encouraging me.

I am my own enemy.
I must fight on and continue living.
Believing that through Jesus Christ,
Nothing is impossible.
Doing all these things,
Not for anybody
But myself.

There are some things that I just can't tell you,
But I wish you knew.



Post note: I just realised I sounded so damn blardy emo on my last few entries. But what is life without it's ups and downs. It wouldn't be fair to the rest if my life is filled with ups ups ups would it? I sound so diplomatic:P Life still goes on*shrugs shoulders*Anyway, I'm just going into a short phase of emo-nessism but I will get out of it eventually... I hope. If symptoms last for more than a week, you guys have to drag me out of it because I don't think being emo for a week is normal especially when nobody has died yet. Oh wait, actually I think my inside died. Gah, that emo part of me coming back. Just don't mind me!



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