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Impossible is not a word
I used to think that every ending is a new beginning. Well that’s what people say.
But what if I thought it was an end, the final stop but it isn’t true?
When we said goodbye, do we say hi again?
What do we actually know?
So someone please explain to me,
Why am I still thinking about you?
Winter summer remix
Dear diary,
I’m over at my bro’s place for my summer holiday. It’s winter here in Sydney. I came over here with my whole family with our first stop to Melbourne and we stayed there for three days. We took Virgin Airlines over to Sydney and for once a year, our family was complete! 7 of us around the round table having our dinner. We spent a week together visiting the city attractions, beaches etc! My family left earlier than me because I was leaving to Auckland with my bro! We were in New Zealand for about five days, the KiWi territory. So now I’m back in Sydney and leaving for Malaysia tomorrow noon. I’ve changed my watch time more than four times, went to six different airports in a month. It’s kinda sick but I love this life, this rush of excitement when I’m leaving a country for another, this adventure. I LOVE TRAVELLING.
I was just going through my YouTube page and checked out new videos by YouTube artists. Normal people like you and me whom can sing really well but they just haven’t got their albums on the universal music charts yet. So they uploaded their music videos and covers for the public. I really appreciate their work because they don’t need a record company to be famous.Thanks to YouTube, singers got themselves famous, like Marie Digby, Justin Bieber, Avery, Jayeeslee, Boyce Avenue, David Choi, Alex G, Julia Sheer, Kina Grannis, Maddi Jane, Megan Nicole, Tiffany Alford, Tyler Ward, etc. YouTube brings a big influence in our current technology.
With love.
Solo para ti.
It’s 10.41pm over here in France and it’s 4.41am over in Malaysia.
There was never a day that pass by without him in my mind.
I just want to let you know, I love you.
You leave me breathless.
People may say Long Distance Relationship will never work, it will never last, it will never have a happy ending, it will never make you happy, it will only make you hurt, sad, cry, depressed, envy of others, lonely.
People may say LDR has a hope, has a dream, has a purpose, has a goal, has a commitment, has a value.
People may say LDR is stupid, pointless, not worth doing, comes with a big price (call rates, package delivery, airplane tickets), someone will end up cheating another.
People may say LDR is an example of true love, a relationship that people envy of, hard but easy because you have all the space you want.
People may say LDR is just dating through the Internet and that equals to boring, only rare couples worked their way through it.
People say it’s impossible, that there’re so many others better out there around you.
People say people say people say, ahh enough.
I say LDR will only work if we put God in the center of the relationship and pray for it daily.
But people say what if the other party just gave up, just have no more feelings for another?
Let me tell you, I don’t care how hard it’s going to be, how hurtful it’s going to be, how challenging people and obstacles are going to stand in the way, how everything seems so impossible, this is worth going for and I’m going for it till the end.
Do not grieve the Spirit.
In fact today I was in the bus, on the way going to Pont de Bois metro station, and an arab guy asked me what’s the definition of a Christian. And I simply answered, a person whom believe and follow Jesus. And he started saying it’s wrong, that Saint Paul wrote nearly the whole New Testament but he wasn’t alive during Jesus’ lifetime on earth, that Christians were those whom went against Jesus. My first instinct was I got really irritated with what he said, normal human reaction. And not to forget, it’s harder to state out a point in French language as I’m not as fluent in it yet. So I tried to make him understand that what he said was not true. But somehow he’s so tétu, headstrong over what he said.
And tonight at 2am, I read this passage in Ephesians 4:14.
that we should no longer be children, tossed to and fro and carried about with every wind of doctrine, by the trickery of men, in the cunning craftiness of deceitful plotting, but, speaking the truth in love…
And it’s so clear to me, God is speaking to me.
Speak the truth, not in anger, not to prove yourself right, not to gain satisfaction, but in love, Christine.
In love.
P/s: My friends asked me to go to disco with them tonight till like 6am and I turned them down because I have to wake up early tomorrow to attend a new church nearby my place. But should I continue turning them down next time when they ask me or try for once ever in my life and so called experience the student life that I should have in overseas.
Will pray about it hahaha apart from the fact that I know my dear mom will never allow me to go to disco :)
Venise, I want to go there again.
Smile although your heart is aching.
Slept off around 3am last night, finally got my Internet line so I was like waiting for family and him to online. Haha couldn’t stand it, so I called my house phone and my dad picked it up. The next minute, they were online! Showed my new place to paps, moms and sissy. Oh btw, I’ve arrived in Lille! Since 31/08/10.
Don’t get me started about how I took this whole new place during my first and second day. I was like this really crazy drama queen whom just can’t accept new changes, new environments, new habits to get used to. It has been like my dream to finally shift into a bigger city for my studies, like exploring the world, going out there to experience what it has to offer me. But it was like a nightmare coming true when I was showed into my room. I knew it, the moment I walked in… my mind shouted to me, ‘I CAN’T LIVE IN THIS SMALL ROOM! I GOT TOO MUCH STUFF TO KEEP, MY FAMILY NEED PLACE TO STAY IF THEY COME OVER BLA BLA’. I was like CRAP.
Toilet is in my room, so there’s no need to rush out to shh shh. Kitchen is directly opposite my room. I saw 7 to 8 guys cooking last two nights, surprising sight. Three bathrooms just across the hallway. From now if anyone sees a short girl running to her room hurriedly with her towel wrapped around her, that’s me, roomie 232. Yesterday I was a plain big baby la, cried because I couldn’t accept the change. But thanks to sissy, mommy, daddy, bro and him, I got over it :)
Oh smile although your heart is aching? Yeah especially when people can’t find the time for you, just keep smiling because nothing is changing the fact that you’re alone. Live with it.
Bye diary, xoxo.
I could have.
It’s nearly the end of August and frankly, many things had ended for me as well.
One month of summer break back in Malaysia has ended.
Certain friendships just ended due to special reasons.
My life in Colmar is ending by the 31st.
No more bicycle rides along the streets of Colmar. Colmar has been like a hometown for me in France. It was where I was literally ‘given birth’ to in this foreign land, where I’ve learnt the language, the culture, the songs, the community, the food and beverages, the daily French life and many more. It’s quite saddening to be leaving this beautiful town and start all over again a new life, a new look, a new group of friends, a new room, a new environment, a new university, new professors, new everything. It’s like starting from Step #1 again, nostalgia from 15/06/10 the date when I arrived in France for my very first time. Colmar, Colmar, Colmar… It’s a place where I’ve met great people, nicest professors ever on earth and memories of my parents coming over to see me. It’s true, I regret many things I’ve done over here. I could have handled alot of things better with God’s help, but I just fell into the pit hole I guess. I could have done better, I could have been better, I could have reacted better, I could have said better, I could have seen it coming, I could have trust on God more, I could have… I could have…
No point in regretting and not moving forward, ain’t it.
I’m sorry but with the 30th, from now, it’s a new start.
