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Sunday, November 04, 2007

people often say that the last hurdle of any obstacle is often at the very last lap...this means that it is often at the very last stage that pple choose to give up...not realising how near they are to their destination...but when you are 'that person'...been circumscribed to such circumstance...you bloody dun really wanna continue being stuck in there...coz it seems like forever to reach the end.....

giving up is an option of indifference...but it is when you are unable to just walk away and not care but you so much want to be liberated...and that leaves you in such a state of ambivalence...how how how? procrastinate...leave it to tml? the same old problem will just keep coming back....last option...pray! but God you are taking so long to answer me? its like 987654321123456789 years alrdy....why am i still at ground zero? sigh...knocking at your door and wondering are you still there?

i really dunno how to solve the issues on hand....i come before my God...i dunno wat to say...i only can use the tears that flow to tell Him how im feeling...because it is smthg that no words can represent....its jus the helplessness that is overcoming me....i really wanna tok to God...i really wish i was able to express my tots and tell Him everything about my life like a story...but i have somehow lost that ability to do so....everytime i come before Him...close enuf to relate...i lose myself to despair and tears...if there is 1 thing i cld ask for....i wld wanna come clean before God..allow me to re-possess that simple love that i use to have for you...help me set my priorities right...help me to make the correct decisions...help me to do what is favourable in your eyes....all these little intangible things seem so simple....but you really have no idea how difficult is it to achieve them...just how difficult is it to make a difference in this increasingly material world...

& Monokuro Boo ;
12:45 AM