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Speaking up; ber

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Was chatting with Christian (an overseas friend) on msn, and he was asking me how life is! I still remember the last post i written on the defination of Life. When he asked that, had loads of stuff running through my mind, but it didnt took me long to ans him. i said like that: Life is nothing like the wine in my hands, but bread in my mouth.

yaya, i know, bread and wine to describe Life is so clinche, but i mean, it just popped out in my mind nowhere. really nowhere. just suddenly had that sentence to bring across my overall rating of my life.

didnt really explain myself on the last post of the slappable people, well, i thought i could really you know, keep myself out of troubles in work, but trouble just come knocking on my door. Was totally insulted during work yesterday in front of customers, being really hurt. yes, i MEANT HURT. try having someone who isnt of any senior position than you, shouting at me infront of customers.

JAZ!! quickly come back!!! i have got good and bad stories to share! these days without her, it was worst than bread in my mouth. it's totally like a cup of concentrated hot choc drink in an olympic sized pool.

Every year in my senses,
I thought i'd be lonely during christmas.

Let it be feng shui, Karma or something unexplainable
It has become something miraculously-abled

Grateful with millions of words unsaid,
sweat and tears are those that are paid.

Joy to this festive season
where there is no more reason
to be sad during this season.

this short poem is how i really feel right now, all that joy rushes in, feeling pleasant, really weird! i just cant explain what i'm experiencing.


bero~
191206

*when i thought the sky was falling, and everything just came crashing
*i know that familar feeling, all i am doing is crying.