its new year. a new beginning, a new hope, a new chapter. i learned a lot of things in 2012. i learned that you need to be strong and challenge yourself unexpectedly to achieve something worth fighting for. i learned that sometimes when you love someone, doesn't mean you are meant to be with them. sometimes, its better to just let go. i learned that i am capable of pushing myself to the limits. i learned that we can't trust everyone just because they appear how they are in front of us. i learned that if we love someone so much, we are willing to do just about anything for them. i learned that my friends are one of the best things that have ever happened to my life. i learned that its okay to be afraid sometimes and cry endlessly until sorrow blows form the wind. i learned that there is always an abstract of immature in a picture of maturity. i learned to accept how i am and feel blessed by Allah. i learned that precious moments can never be repeated but is meant to be kept, forever. i learned that i shouldn't have high expectations because disappointment hides behind joy ready to unleash. i learned that searching my identity is rather difficult and i'm still trying to search who i really am. i realized that letting go something is hard, but trying to forget about them is even harder.
The State Of Dreaming
its new year. a new beginning, a new hope, a new chapter. i learned a lot of things in 2012. i learned that you need to be strong and challenge yourself unexpectedly to achieve something worth fighting for. i learned that sometimes when you love someone, doesn't mean you are meant to be with them. sometimes, its better to just let go. i learned that i am capable of pushing myself to the limits. i learned that we can't trust everyone just because they appear how they are in front of us. i learned that if we love someone so much, we are willing to do just about anything for them. i learned that my friends are one of the best things that have ever happened to my life. i learned that its okay to be afraid sometimes and cry endlessly until sorrow blows form the wind. i learned that there is always an abstract of immature in a picture of maturity. i learned to accept how i am and feel blessed by Allah. i learned that precious moments can never be repeated but is meant to be kept, forever. i learned that i shouldn't have high expectations because disappointment hides behind joy ready to unleash. i learned that searching my identity is rather difficult and i'm still trying to search who i really am. i realized that letting go something is hard, but trying to forget about them is even harder.