The littlest things can ruin my day.

Whether it’s a text, words said by someone or just a simple view of something. The littlest things can alter my mood, so depending on the different things that happen during my day and the different people I encounter, my mood can change from happy to sad, sad to mad, mad to happy or any other emotions I might have within seconds. Sometimes I think if I cared a little less, my days would go by easier.

I will be with u no matter what,maybe i wont be physically there but i will be with u in ur heart.i promise we will go through all obstacles together and if u fell down while trying to get through the obstacle i will be there to pick u up and get u back on ur feet,cause thats what i am for,to be with u all the way:)

But love is always new. Regardless of whether we love once, twice, or a dozen times in our life, we always face a brand-new situation. Love can consign us to hell or to paradise, but it always takes us somewhere. We simply have to accept it, because it is what nourishes our existence. If we reject it, we die of hunger, because we lack the courage to stretch out a hand and pluck the fruit from the branches of the tree of life. We have to take love where we find it, even if that means hours, days, weeks of disappointment and sadness. The moment we begin to seek love, love begins to seek us. And to save us

I wonder which is preferable, to walk around all your life swollen up with your own secrets until you burst from the pressure of them, or to have them sucked out of you, every paragraph, every sentence, every word of them, so at the end you’re depleted of all that was once as precious to you as hoarded gold, as close to you as your skin - everything that was of the deepest importance to you, everything that made you cringe and wish to conceal, everything that belonged to you alone - and must spend the rest of your days like an empty sack flapping in the wind, an empty sack branded with a bright fluorescent label so that everyone will know what sort of secrets used to be inside you?

Every day, think as you wake up, today I am fortunate to be alive, I have a precious human life, I am not going to waste it. I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand my heart out to others; to achieve enlightenment for the benefit of all beings. I am going to have kind thoughts towards others, I am not going to get angry or think badly about others. I am going to benefit others as much as I can.

Sometimes we have thoughts that even we don’t understand. Thoughts that aren’t even true—that aren’t really how we feel—but they’re running through our heads anyway because they’re interesting to think about. If you could hear other people’s thoughts, you’d overhear things that are true as well as things that are completely random. And you wouldn’t know one from the other. It’d drive you insane. What’s true? What’s not? A million ideas, but what do they mean?

The most important things are the hardest to say

Maybe it’s because we don’t want to hear the outcome. Maybe we’re scared of receiving a bad response. Or simply because we don’t know how to say it. Where to begin, and how it’ll end.
Some things will always remain unsaid. Maybe it’s for the better, or maybe not. But we shall never know…

No One's Perfect Until You Love Them.

Before you’d see all their flaws, imperfections. But once you love them, you love everything about them. Their smile, their voice, their laugh. You see their flaws as what makes them the person they are, and you learn to accept it, and possibly even love it.

I want to tear myself from this place, from this reality, rise up like a cloud and float away, melt into this humid summer night and dissolve somewhere far, over the hills. But I am here, my legs blocks of concrete, my lungs empty of air, my throat burning. There will be no floating away

I will never understand why I ended up this way or what the reason was for. I'll never understand why this world is so fucked up and barely anyone cares. I'll never understand how people can say they love someone then leave them for someone else. I'll never understand a lot of things, like why people lie, cheat and steal. Why they are rude, mean, bithcy, horrible and inconsiderate. I'll never understand how pain never goes away. I'll never understand love or hate. I'll never understanf life.

Recently, i've found myself going to bed much earlier than i used to. Maybe it's due to work which is killing me right now. Maybe i'm just not used to working shift hours.

But this few days, i've been having nightmares and flashbacks. And i'll wake up crying myself out. I dont know why its happening to me. It really hurts and im scared. I dont know what todo. I hope i can have a good night rest and sleep today without the flashback come to haunt me.

" It's Okay "

I have the tendency to always say this when someone apologizes to me. Even when it's not okay, i still say it. Why? Because i don't want to push the situation further and further. I dont want to make it worst than it has to be. But you know what? It's not okay. What you did, it's not okay and i'm not going to pretend that it is anymore. I know that sometimes it's best to forgive and firget, but sometimes maybe it's best to just forget.

I just got accepted to work at Ibis Singapore at Bencoolen. It's my second career that's related to the Tourism and Hospitality industry. Previously i was working at Sentosa as a Guest Relation Officer. And now, i'm gg to work as a Guest Service Executive at Ibis Hotel. Im slowy trying to gain new experience in the sector that i like.
I might not be able to cntinue my Nitec Tourism at ITE, but at least i still get to work in the Tourism industry. At least education can be continue in the future no matter what my age is. ~ No matter how old you are, learning never stops. You'll always learn something new until the day you die.
So right now, i've decided to work and save up money first and continue my education later in the near future.

You can say whatever you want. But my daughter is my life, my light, my inspiratuon and my motivation. Its not that i want it to happen in the first place. I was force to and beaten up to do it. I never wanted it. But, i never regret having her born. And i'm never going to give her away.

I rather she knows her fathers dead then knowing how useless her father is. I rather be a single mom.

You people can look down and judge me in whatever way you like. But remember, i the one that is sinful, not my daughter. Its my fcking fault.

Its my life anyway, my decision. So please mind your own fcuking business people since you dont know the real story and the hell that i've to go through right now. Cause i dont think my situation really troubles you right? Fcuk you people.

Sometimes I just want to have some fun. I want to forget everything that makes me sad. I want someone to come over and just get me away from here. Bring me to somewhere nice like the beach, or a band concert.

Let’s drink ‘till we pass out. Let’s scream on the top of our lungs, let’s sing along with the band, raise our hands in the air and jump! Let’s not care about what anybody thinks. I just wanna have fun.