I could feel my tears welling up when I read her post.
And she is just another stranger whose life stories she chose to expose to the whole world.
And that life, aint perfect. Not at all.


I have immense respect for her strength.
Something I dont think I'd have when Im faced with such predicaments.
But somehow, I feel like I have been where she have been.



I know how it feels like to have just $10 in your bank.
And with that amount, Im torn to pay for our food, his ciggies or the diesel for his van.


To know how a slice of cheesecake was as affordable as a packet of Gardenia Chocolate Roll. But back then , we could not even afford the latter.


I know how it feels to be neck high in debts. And know how it feels to work your ass off for that salary and only ended up having to finish it up paying the bills.


I also know how it feels to beg and borrow. Im very thankful for having such wonderful parents.
Speaking of which, I dont know if I can ever repay them.


And yet, I still dont understand why Im still here.


We still have debts to clear.
We still do not have thousands not to mention hundreds in our bank account.
But we'll get by.
Im worried for his current situation cos I know I can never find the courage nor strength should we go back to where we started.
I can only pray and hope, he'll get what he wanted.
Insya Allah.

As for me, I hope I get that phonecall tomorrow.
Else, I'll just settle with that offer.


And soon after, comes your school and the rest of our plan comes later yah?
God Willing. =)

Ps: I know, I know....Phuket pics not up yet. =p