Well, it is the letter I have always wanted to write and never had the chance to. For years, I thought that I speak too much, made myself too clear and said it all. Well, I sometimes do. I have a big mouth, but no one, including myself, know exactly what's on my mind.
For a long while, I have underestimated myself. I talk too much about what I want, what I dream about to the extent that one of my ex friends called me "selfish". But, with all this blah blah non stop self-propaganda, I have underestimated myself. Maybe, everyone was able to see the real capable me. Maybe, I have been blinded by all those things I have wanted and not capable of doing or achieving till I lost track of what I am really able to do.
This little confidence and poor self esteem has made me think that I am not good enough for many people, while they were not daring or even sure enough to hold on to me. For months or even years, I thought that I owed loads of people an apology while they really were not worth me looking back to them.
This time, I am writing to take back any "Sorry" I have ever said to many people and on many incidents. To my dear ex friend who let go of me that easily without asking why I left, I am not sorry anymore. For my dear friend who has been watching me for a while without even trying to ask "How are you doing?" or "Why did you leave?", I just want to tell you that while I was thinking that I was such a lousy person for drifting apart, you were just not that keen on our past friendship and turned up to be lousier than I was.
Goodbye my dear ex-friend.... and sorry, this time I am not Sorry anymore.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
In Every Woman's Life.....
In every woman's life, there comes a man who makes her believe that she is better off on her own.
In every woman's life, there comes a so-called friend who would take any little chance to stab her in the back.
In every woman's life, there come some mindless women who would try convincing her that a woman's greatest achievement is tying the knot.
In every woman's life, there comes a wish from random little people hoping that she would get married when all she needs is finding true love.
In every woman's life, there comes a person who would do his best to put a label on her as if she is commodity.
In every woman's life, there comes a point when she wonders whether she is good enough, till she steps into a little incident where she becomes fully convinced that the reason why she didn't have it all is just because some things and people are not good enough to get her.
In every woman's life, there comes the time when she feels all tired and worn out to the extent that she would be ready more than ever to leave it all behind her, hit the road, run away from everything and everyone and start all over again to just feel alive once again.
In every woman's life, there comes a chance where she would never care about how crazy she might look and would bark at everyone just to show them how fed up she really is.
In every woman's life, there comes a difficult stage when she learns the hard way that love does not always mean "Happily ever after!"
In every woman's life, there comes a point where those around her would try to shut her up trying to tell her that only indecent women speak up their minds.
In every woman's life, there comes a point when she is scarred for life by a simple single word that she uttered somewhere before someone who was waiting for so long to find the right stereotype for her.
In every woman's life, there comes a so-called friend who would take any little chance to stab her in the back.
In every woman's life, there come some mindless women who would try convincing her that a woman's greatest achievement is tying the knot.
In every woman's life, there comes a wish from random little people hoping that she would get married when all she needs is finding true love.
In every woman's life, there comes a person who would do his best to put a label on her as if she is commodity.
In every woman's life, there comes a point when she wonders whether she is good enough, till she steps into a little incident where she becomes fully convinced that the reason why she didn't have it all is just because some things and people are not good enough to get her.
In every woman's life, there comes the time when she feels all tired and worn out to the extent that she would be ready more than ever to leave it all behind her, hit the road, run away from everything and everyone and start all over again to just feel alive once again.
In every woman's life, there comes a chance where she would never care about how crazy she might look and would bark at everyone just to show them how fed up she really is.
In every woman's life, there comes a difficult stage when she learns the hard way that love does not always mean "Happily ever after!"
In every woman's life, there comes a point where those around her would try to shut her up trying to tell her that only indecent women speak up their minds.
In every woman's life, there comes a point when she is scarred for life by a simple single word that she uttered somewhere before someone who was waiting for so long to find the right stereotype for her.
My Childhood Friend
Childhood friends are your biggest treasure. They are the only people who can look at you and see your good and bad side at the same time. They can value your best features and respect your flaws. They are the only people who can understand where you came from, what you have been through and who you are right now, no matter how life changes you. They are the only people who would look at you when you are faking happiness and wisdom and know how much you are hurt and suffering. You can bluff the world, but you can't bluff your childhood friends. They are the only people who would clear their schedule to have a little chat, no matter how trivial it could be, but just because you need it.
On Valentine's Day, I have found no lover, no good friend, but you my childhood friend. Thank you my dear for lighting up my life every single time we meet up. You just make me believe once again that goodness is still available in this cheap world.
On Valentine's Day, I have found no lover, no good friend, but you my childhood friend. Thank you my dear for lighting up my life every single time we meet up. You just make me believe once again that goodness is still available in this cheap world.
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