haha..here to blog abt me current state of life.well..to give an example..the maths teacher madam zaibon asked me wheather i was suffering from depression.well..i basically am.

**I WOULD SUGGEST YOU TO LISTEN TO YVONNE'S BLOG SONG whILE READING THE STORY..click herei got my inspiraton frm here..oh yea..this story is 100% made up by me!!

CERPEN(cerita pendek=short story in malay)
times have mold us,shaped us.as one passes thru time..he does'nt know where he is,who he is, and what's his doing..he just feels like going to a corner and cry..(but he's a guy remember..)the torment..anger..sorrow..gushes out forcefully through his silent tears, wailing unto the heavens..telling the story of his life to the winds..who torturingly blows them away from him..and he is reaching out..reaching for nobody........when will someone take his hand and guide him through the darkness?Will anyone be able to reach that cold and isolated place he was buried in so cruelly?"................will anyone...?" he asked himself....days passed by..he looks within the darkness but finds only slience,hate, confusion and worst..no one there.his tears then flows out freely..for he has given up all hope.---as the days pass by faster and faster..he sees the world around him start to revolve and move..he begins to become excited and jumps around the confinded area...and to his joy,he sees LIGHT!though dim and unstable..with time,the light grows stronger everyday..sometimes dimishing a little..at times growing even stronger..days pass,then weeks..then months..each day..he waits patiently with his never fading smile..for he has found the light.he holds on to the light..and one day..A FLASH OF LIGHTNING!The lightning strikes the man!!suddenly, the sadness,hatred, and sorrow all disappears!the man is lifted up by warm and soft hands..into the bright blue sky.....


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as he flies pass the clouds..he sees his entire life float pass him..he sees his family hugging and holding him..friends standing by his side..siblings comforting him,ensuring that everything is ok.......yet..he does not remember..then,as the last scence was passing by..he sees somthing he has never though of seeing..he sees his friends and family using small becons of light to shine into the dark hole he was in..the people stood there tirelessly,never ceasing to wait until the day he would rise from this dark cocoon and spread his wings as a butterfly, and fly free.................................................................



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wad a lame story..supposed to have a deeper meaning than this..but i think i got tired of the song liau..no offence yvoone!hahahaha....i miss broadrick so much..i never thought it could hurt me..jus about everyday i keep thinkin tht i'm from 2/2..just why can't i jsu move on?why can't i spread my wings and fly....???