Life is like an open diary...~

Pantai mana yang x pernah dirempuh badai...?
Bumi mana yang tak pernah ditimpa hujan...?
Langit mana yang tak pernah dilitupi awan..?
Kalau ada katakanlah....

Aku yakin..
Diary A yang penuh dengan pen2 bewarna merah n kesan cecair liquid.
Lebih bermakna dari diari B yang kemas dan tersusun.
Cantik zahirnya, tapi pengisiannya hambar.
Aku memilih diary A.

Everywhere we go..
keatas, kebawah, kedepan atau kebelakang.
Kita pasti TETAP akan menyakitkan dan disakiti.
Itulah kehidupan.
Tanpanya, life gonna be very dull.
But with it,
we learn about resistance..
Sakit yang tersangat-sangat sakit yang akhirnya
akan hilang makna sakit itu sendiri..
We learn about controlling, adapting and modifying and curing the illnesses.
Time heals..
but do ensure the healing process is without any scarring.

So,
i am sorry.
I know, this time,
i am the one which yang menyakitkan.
Aku percya,
dengan kesakitan.
we will appreciate ones better.
It is just like a practice to be an adult.
How we wanna put our futureself in we confront this situation again n again..
But of course with our future spouse la.
I saw many of my mom's tears oredi.
Tears bila susah... tears bila disakiti... tears bila melahirkan ak ( but of course, i didnt c dis one)
N my moms keep on survive..
she keep survive dude...
N of course, we also can..
Go!!! we must harungi this together!!!
I must be strong... U must be patient...
Untill we developed resistance, life will be ok then.
ukhwahfillah~