if you had to choose something, anything- an object, an animal, an emotion, a gesture, a word, a place- to represent yourself..

what would you choose?


there is this quote i saw somewhere online.. cant find it back but i still remember that it goes something like this:

sometimes, we are broken down so that we can be pieced into the person we were meant to be.

for a while, i stared at the sentence. re-read it over and over again, and realized how true it is. after all, things always happen for a reason. amor fati much? :)



i liken myself to a glass bottle.

a glass bottle that has been broken, but successfully put back together, nonetheless.

of course, there is absolutely nothing wrong with the untouched glass bottle. some minor flaws here and there, maybe, but not anything serious enough to draw looks of distaste. it can be better, though. and in order to achieve it, it has to first be broken.

picked up, thrown heartlessly onto the ground and then laid in shards.

after all, when things get too perfect, perfection in itself could be a kind of imperfection, too.

then gathered again, and slowly but definitely carefully, put back together again.

but it is these kinds of imperfections that create the perfect kind of perfection.

the glass bottle may look like the way it did before, except for the thin spaces between each and every single piece of broken glass. it will soon be unseen, because there will be others to fill the cracks up. with enough time, we forget what we cannot see. but what is invisible to the human eye is exceptionally visible to the heart. we cant see the difference, but we can always feel its lingering presence.


that girl.. that girl who used to take each day as it comes.

that girl.. that girl who used to stand up as soon as she falls down.

that girl.. that girl who used to shrug everything off like dust.


even with a few worries (my education..), im still very content with life now. i have my family with me, safe, happy and healthy. god bless mummy, please. i have my friends with me and im trying to make time for each and every one of them, even if im not doing the best of jobs. i have my dreams and aspirations with me, which is already more than enough. i have so much; it would almost be a sin if i were to ask for more.

but ahh well, humans will always be humans. haha. just get my worries disappear, lol.

yeah, im a very content girl now. :)

it is just that.. i miss her.


that girl who used to smile and laugh like yesterday's hurt never existed.