LET IT BE…

Let two souls become intertwined

Let two hearts become one

Let you’re soul find its path in time

Let you’re heart open as it comes

Let it show that you are loved

Let it show that you are cared

Let it show you’re life rewards

Let it show that your soul can’t be compared

Let it be that you are satisfied

Let it be that you always smile

Let it be that your life is achieved

Let it be that your journey is revealed

As time passes by

And as this angel would learn to fly

Things in life may have its ups and downs

And there is always someone to take away your frowns

Let things be as it develops her soul

Let the world she creates by herself achieve its goals

So as challenges comes to this angels divinity

Let just things be…

Hey I know i havnt been posting awhile but I was busy... kinda... Things came so rapidly that i have become restless.. main reason? my dad had a stroke.. first thing i heard it i panicked, didnt know how to react.. i was scared of the information coming so quick.. luckily jenny helped me and told me what to do.. im so lucky to have her.. but yeh now my dad is at the hospital recovering.. still i cant help the fact how did he had the stroke in the first place.. was it me?? I dont know.. but one thing is on my mind now.. I have to keep watch of him.. he never did change lolz

what can I say about this situation?? like father like son.. seeing my father now in the hospital bed through his face and actions, it has occured to me how the same we are in every respect.. at first i didnt want to walk in his path or be the same as him but in the end i guess he chose the same as he was younger so i ended up the same still.. such an irony lolz.. itz not like i hate my dad or anything.. its just that i figured i didnt walk his path.. he was serious in his studies, no doubt in my mind he couldve finished university if he had gone but had no choice but to work.. one of the gifted yet unlucky as i see it.. telling me about his life he told me he was born with a poor life.. a son of a farmer.. yet seeing him now its hard to imagine.. there is no limits to my admiration towards my father.. he is proud where he ended up before.. became a journalist, news caster and a reporter.. he barely goes to school yet his teachers was amazed of how he can ace his grades still.. book worm hahha.. nahz as i see it a gifted man..

what makes me the same? just the mind set.. depressing as it may seem its one thing i can notice in me.. he sacrificed his dreams of being a getting the job he always wanted to come here to australia.. just for his children to have a better education.. and the end i know i have disappointed him.. he wanted me to go to university but i denied it.. cooking was my passion in a way.. and i prefer practical then theory.. seeing myself i know i have his determination as well as his abilities.. reading books, language level, and the intellect of how things just work.. but its not the same level as his.. he is far greater in every experience then me.. even if i grow old and the same age as him, i would think i still havnt shot past his level.. maybe im forever under his shadow..

The irony of it all is that he has his pride like me.. he hates showing his weakness to anyone.. never relies on others though he would be there to help as much is he can.. he doesnt expect the favor to be returned though.. much like me.. i am willing to help any friend in need.. my generousity of giving has no limits as it may seem yet my father doesnt like me doing that.. letz just say there were people taking advantage of him.. a father protecting his son i guess

The reality of it i guess is that as much as a son doesnt like to become what is father is, in the end he ends up more becoming like him.. more or less.. him hating to be weak is much like me.. i despise showing my weaknesses.. but it cant be helped.. there are times where you are forced to be helped.. i guess god made this happen.. for once in his life he knows there are people loving him the same level as he love others.. seeing him now i see he has a radiant smile i never seen before.. much to my liking it made me smile seeing him that way..

Appreciate what you are. Never deny anything of who you are.. my biggest mistake is that i denied i was like my father.. a selfish reason just to show him that i am not like him.. in the end i am much alike him.. hence like father like son..

Two Hearts

Two hearts intertwined...
Different views...
Different dreams...
Different needs...
Different wants...

Bound by a fragile string called LOVE...
Union as willed by GOD...

A journey in life...
May be pounded by the forces of nature...
May be struck by the fiercest lightning...

Yet two hearts bound by a delicate twine...

STRONG enough...
To stand the test of time.

What can one say of being hurt?? everything i can imagine. No one likes the feeling of hurt. Its only natural though so why avoid it. Talking to a good friend of mine. She has more experience of the word than I am. Admiration can be the word of her. Still young yet so mature coming from a woman. In terms of loving, hurt is possibly the last thing one can do to someone they love, yet in reality they are the first ones to hurt them. Ironocally it is inevitable, so why bother prevent it? The thinkin should be "what will you do when the time comes?". Will you set things straight or let the feeling eat away you're very heart?. Setting my friend as a good example she has been hurt in relationships so many times as she grow less and less feelings for the next guy in line. As much as she want to she grows colder as days of heartbreak comes. "No tears will ever shed in this eyes of mine" she told me today hahha. As much as she want to cry she cant anymore. Yet I feel for her.

It's been awhile since I came on. So lazy hehe. Basically I got depressed but im over it. Having such good friends can pull you out of it as well as someone you love. Its over now though and I am back to normal... I think I am.. O wells we have to see.. Lets see.. just work all day and went online.. Gods staying home too much makes you bored to hell I swear.. but it cant be helped.. coming up soon is two ppls birthday. Jia's and natasha's.. Im goin to jia's for sure cause I promised.. bro now its you're turn to get drunk hahha.. natasha's wells I dont know if i can make it.. It's on the same day.. sheesh how bad can birthdays get??.. but yeah i will see what i can do.. as a friend i should at least show up..

Anyways in conclusion to what hurt means. Its not something to be moped up of but rather learn from. Avoiding it is just making it worse. Sorting the problems out is even better. And making it better is the best thing one can ever want. So in my experience I rather make the wrongs right. Making someone feel like theres something to look forward too is something that will make you feel worthwhile in your life.. try it :)... hahhaha.. anyways thats it for me.. laterz and peace