for one more day |
After 21 years, I realized that I am able to express myself better through writing than speaking; hence, the creation of this blog. My hope for this blog is for it to be a source of inspiration and encouragement to all who stumble across it, just as how reading the blogs of others have inspired me. |
Was she there all this while?
Your wings to salvation.
Was she the one?
I don’t need much.
I just need honesty.
Something both you and I can never give each other
I had my heart set on something impossible to reach.
What was I thinking back then?
I took that chance, and look where it got me?
Here, of all places,
In this spot,
Right here, right now.
It was unnecessary.
Who do I turn to?
Where do I go now?
It’s something that I’ve been avoiding yet, it has happened.
Unfolding right before my eyes.
Sometimes, ignorance is bliss.
But then again, I’d rather know now than later.
At least I wouldn’t be the unknowing fool.
I bet she’s beautiful,
That girl he talks about.
and indeed, beautiful she is.
Beautiful, wide brown eyes.
This sky will make me sick
So I’ll give up on this, I’ll give up on you.
This is the last time.
No more. No more.
The following comparisons highlight the difference between healthy and unhealthy boundaries.
Healthy: Being your own person.
Unhealthy: Feeling incomplete without the other person.
Healthy: Accepting responsibility for your own happiness.
Unhealthy: Relying…
The signs were there all along. We just chose to ignore it. Look at where it led us to.
Never again.
This is TOO MUCH.
What the ruling party has done this time is TOO MUCH.
Boxes filled with votes for BN magically appearing after a black out?
Bangladeshis sent over to Malaysia, give a Malaysian ID just so that they can vote for BN?
WHAT THE HECK?
Do you think we’re idiots?
Well, SCREW YOU, BN.
There is only so much we Malaysians can take.
How much do you hypocrites, power hungry, nincompoops want to take from us?
How much do you want to extort from this country?
You promised democracy, but WHERE IS IT??!
We’re better off dead with you ruling this country.
DEAD.
Students came back from all over the world just to vote you out. My brother, one of the most tidak apa person I have ever known, came back to vote!
That’s how much we want a change. A change that you won’t even let us have!
How dare you take away our right? How dare you?
I am, needless to say, very very disappointed with the government. I truly PRAY that something amazing will happen.
God, please, Malaysia needs You. We need a miracle.
Zoe.
I cry out:
“Father God, help me. Save me from the mess that I’ve become. I am broken. Only You can put me back together. Fix me up and make me whole again. There’s no one else I trust, aside from You. No one else can take Your place. It’s hard, but I know there are even harder things in life. Keep me strong, be my guide so that I may know which road to take, which path to follow. In my strive I find You, comforting me, caring for me, hiding me under Your wings. I seek comfort knowing that You are there. It’s hard to cling on to You but I will. For You, Lord, are my source of hope, my salvation. Bring me to that place, where I can truly say I am free. Detach me from things of this world and bring me to Your courts. I want to dance with the angels and sing their songs. Amen.”
(Source: a-sky-so-cherished, via likeneelyohara)
We’ve all done it before .
Looking at another girl’s picture and comparing yourself with her.
It’s nothing to be ashamed of.
I’ve done it too.
In fact, I JUST did it earlier, a couple of minutes ago.
Silently wishing I was as skinny and as pretty as her.
THEN I mentally slapped myself and closed my Chrome tab.
We are our greatest critics and I just want every single one of you to know that you are not defined by the world’s standards of beauty.
So what if she has a great body or an awesome face?
You’re beautifully and wonderfully made.
You are a unique individual, no one can ever take your place.

It would be sad if everyone had the same face, the same features and we all look the same, wouldn’t it?
The next time you start comparing yourself with someone else, STOP and start appreciating what you have.
Make a list of all the things that you love about yourself and keep reminding yourself that you ARE beautiful, both inside and out. 
It’s time to cut yourself some slack and appreciate what God has blessed you with. 
God bless and good night (:
love heaps,
Zoe
a big part of me feels sad.
I mean, I knew him.
We talked before and all that.
I remember sitting in his Savvy, driving back from Mid Valley to campus.
He had this serious, no-joke exterior when he doesn’t smile.
But he’s actually a real funny guy.
and heaps caring too.
I remember him asking me how uni was like for me.
We then continued to talk about his plans for the future.
When Steph told me about the sweets,
something in my heart stirred and I immediately thought of you.
then Steph confirmed my suspicions.
That person was indeed you.
I went around Semenyih town praying that I could find the sweets.
Too bad you didn’t get the chance to eat them.
But that’s okay I guess cause I’m pretty sure God has a huge stash of sweets up there in heaven.
and I’m pretty sure you’re munching on them now.
You take care up there, yeah?
Thank you for your life, and for impacting everyone else’s.
Sorry I didn’t get the chance to say goodbye.
)’:
I hope the slamming of my door communicated my anger.
Even if it doesn’t, this post surely will.
I don’t bloody hell care if you bring friends over to the house.
Heck, I don’t even care if you brought animals in.
Just as long as they keep the floor clean, I’m cool with that.
What pisses me off are the shoes.in the living room.on my freshly cleaned floor.
I just spent a good one and a half hours cleaning the floor earlier and here you go making the whole damn floor sandy and shit.
I DO NOT APPRECIATE THAT.
You know how much I like the floor clean and all.
Can you at least give me the liberty of having that?
At least for a day?
Veronica A. Shoffstall