I would like to congratulate my self because finally I’m convinced to blog, again. Back in High school and college, I only keep my emotions in a piece of paper then it’s gone. Sometimes I see myself walking in the street not knowing where else to go, who to go with, and what to do with my life. I ask myself if am really bound to be lonely or maybe I’m just being so pessimistic that I interpret things overly negative and then there’s nothing left with me, but MY SELF.
If there are things that I am happy about, I can count them with my fingers. My FAMILY, CLOSE FRIENDS, the LOVE of my life and my GOD. There is nothing to compare despite of all the heartaches and disappointments I am encountering. They’re all my strength amidst the waves of my ship.
In times of trouble, these are the persons I can run to. Perfectly given by GOD; the persons who drive me to my limits; who inspires me to do well and makes my life easier to carry.
I LOVE GOD.
I LOVE MY FAMILY.
I LOVE MY FRIENDS.
I LOVE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE.
And there can never be a portrait of it.
