salam a'laik.
i have no other option i think..to let go is hard.no,rather,it is friggin' damn hard.huh.
well,they say you'll never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have left.
everyone is strong.not as strong as superman and superman really don't exist for God sake,but i guess you got my point.even when you cry a river,you still are strong.
and i am too worried of my examination because i show NO progress,AT ALL.
but who am i to complain?not that everyone would lend me their ears and hear me complain.so i just have to be terrified alone,by myself,like i usually did.oh wait.i bugged people last time,but i am trying to be more matured now.i guess by bringing myself to a more mature term does help, tit bits.it's okay.we all have Allah to listen to.he is nearer than our carotids remember?
i score a lot in membebel.and trying to be a good friend and all.but,i have no idea what will happen to my entire life.the road i've taken so far,the correct one?what is going to happen in the next,one second?i will never know.only Allah does..so let's just strive to be a better muslim each and everyday.don't worry too much.don't be too self concerned.don't be too judge-y on yourself.don't condemned yourself too much.self motivation,yes.condemnation,no.
yeah.let's just say,my emotions are hightened because of exam stress.my emotions are all over the place.i don't know i can keep up my good happy face for how long,but i'll try my best not to crack under pressure.or not to bang my head so hard on the wall.i need my brain for exam.i need an intact skull cavity.
pray for a better future.well,life is like a watermelon.when you have it,you hope you'll have a super awesome one,the red flesh with sweet taste,to indulge during hot sunny day.but you'll never know how the inside is,and you just have to TRY to pick a 'you-think-it's-nice-one' watermelon.so just live your life.you'll never know what will happen.just pray,and try.who knows you'll have a sweet one like a red-sweet-watermelon right?
okay.i am hungry. sigh
nitey.
i have no other option i think..to let go is hard.no,rather,it is friggin' damn hard.huh.
well,they say you'll never know how strong you are until being strong is the only choice you have left.
everyone is strong.not as strong as superman and superman really don't exist for God sake,but i guess you got my point.even when you cry a river,you still are strong.
and i am too worried of my examination because i show NO progress,AT ALL.
but who am i to complain?not that everyone would lend me their ears and hear me complain.so i just have to be terrified alone,by myself,like i usually did.oh wait.i bugged people last time,but i am trying to be more matured now.i guess by bringing myself to a more mature term does help, tit bits.it's okay.we all have Allah to listen to.he is nearer than our carotids remember?
i score a lot in membebel.and trying to be a good friend and all.but,i have no idea what will happen to my entire life.the road i've taken so far,the correct one?what is going to happen in the next,one second?i will never know.only Allah does..so let's just strive to be a better muslim each and everyday.don't worry too much.don't be too self concerned.don't be too judge-y on yourself.don't condemned yourself too much.self motivation,yes.condemnation,no.
yeah.let's just say,my emotions are hightened because of exam stress.my emotions are all over the place.i don't know i can keep up my good happy face for how long,but i'll try my best not to crack under pressure.or not to bang my head so hard on the wall.i need my brain for exam.i need an intact skull cavity.
pray for a better future.well,life is like a watermelon.when you have it,you hope you'll have a super awesome one,the red flesh with sweet taste,to indulge during hot sunny day.but you'll never know how the inside is,and you just have to TRY to pick a 'you-think-it's-nice-one' watermelon.so just live your life.you'll never know what will happen.just pray,and try.who knows you'll have a sweet one like a red-sweet-watermelon right?
okay.i am hungry. sigh
nitey.
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