huahhhh... sudah lamaa gak ngebloggg... ada yg gossip saya mau die nikahin pulaaa... ckckckc :P
Well, hari ini berada die rumah barukuh die macau. This place always give me some sense of security, even though it's a part of me that's long been gone. This place used to be where I learn to believe that things will never change, where everything seems to belong and so in reach to me.
However, as I grew up, I learn that there is absolutely nothing that's absolute, other than the earth is round, the sun will always shine even behind the thickest crowd of clouds and that there is a God.
Despite all the circumstances, often it's not a choice, but a must that one has to move on. Some things leaves great impact to one's life, could be good :P, but apparently most of the time it isn't. People say, those that instances that can cause someone to change always are ones that are trumatic. It's often hard to tell ourselves that we have tortured ourselves enough, as we don't often seem to judge ourselves as others truly see us. The bother line between right and wrong is faint that no even a single soul in the world to see. Who is to judge what's right and what's wrong?? Some tribes in the time we live in still believe that eating human flesh of deceased elderly as a respect. But others might see it as psychological disorder.
Well, hari ini berada die rumah barukuh die macau. This place always give me some sense of security, even though it's a part of me that's long been gone. This place used to be where I learn to believe that things will never change, where everything seems to belong and so in reach to me.
However, as I grew up, I learn that there is absolutely nothing that's absolute, other than the earth is round, the sun will always shine even behind the thickest crowd of clouds and that there is a God.
Despite all the circumstances, often it's not a choice, but a must that one has to move on. Some things leaves great impact to one's life, could be good :P, but apparently most of the time it isn't. People say, those that instances that can cause someone to change always are ones that are trumatic. It's often hard to tell ourselves that we have tortured ourselves enough, as we don't often seem to judge ourselves as others truly see us. The bother line between right and wrong is faint that no even a single soul in the world to see. Who is to judge what's right and what's wrong?? Some tribes in the time we live in still believe that eating human flesh of deceased elderly as a respect. But others might see it as psychological disorder.
Some people suffer from physical abuse, others suffer from emotional and verbal abuse. If I were to go through any of abuse I mentioned above, I'd say I'd rather be phyically abuse. Sometimes people dont realise words and hurt someone so deep it leaves a scar with the person for the rest of their lives, and the person lives around circling the wound forever. Leaving the person to drown in their own sorrow. Believe it or not at that instance, God always gives those people a precious gift of love so pure and true.
However.... the person so trumatic too see beyond their own pain and sorrow buried see deep into their soul. The person often fail to see the precious gift. When the true sorrow isn't the words that one's been tortured with before, but letting time and the gift of love slip away. once.... twice.... ..... .... ..... the time continues ticking while the person fail to even notice.
Dont ever let love past you by, just because you can't get over the past.
For the past is definate but the future is infinate.
