Where to, from here

I used to dread waking up in the morning, and I am very positive many people can attest to that. 

However, since I got home, Mr.Brain who coordinates and controls the center of my nervous system has found its way in conveying good impulses to me.

So much so, that presently, waking up in the morning has given me such a delightful and wonderful feeling. What more when there's a good cup of coffee which follows thereafter. 

(oh how I enjoy freedom!)

In the midst of all that, constant thoughts in retrospect of the passing events of my soon to be alma mater, kept appearing so vividly in my head like a panorama.

Every single one of them meant so much to me as they have fostered my mind and transformed me into a different person than I was in freshman year. 

The process of discovering myself throughout the years in UniSZA has been utmost invaluable in shaping who I am and what I want to be in life, accordingly.

To every one who has touched my life, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. 

To my parents and brother who stood by me without questioning me of my silly decisions and demands. 

To my uncles, aunts, and cousins who have sustained me throughout this ordeal, 

To lecturers who are like parents, successful in inculcating learning in me,

To the staffs in FUHA who gave their unconditional assistance, 

To class 2013 (BELACANs) who were there for everything in between, the crazy and stressful times included,

To friends and juniors who have brighten up my life and helped me through, 

Without you, I would fall short of success and achievement in something I desire or hoped for.

I have now arrived at the juncture of my life where I need to decide where to go from here.  

What ever that may befall me, I will never forget the good deeds that you have done for me. 

Much love, xoxo

Miss V

- venturing on options for work :-/  and finally, back to bloggie world! -

In pieces

It's easier said than done. 

I can't do it, Barney, not now, not at this moment. 

At this moment, let me be sad.

Let me hear the breaking bones in my body, 

Let me feel the ruptures of the veins,

Let me endure the slit on my skin, 

Let me watch the blood drip endlessly. 

I'm an idiot for not taking this offer,

I'm sorry I had to discard this blessing from You,

I care too much for Papa,

I had to let this slip away.

Sometimes I wish Papa is 40 instead of 60,

Sometimes I wish I have more siblings before me,

Sometimes I wish I'm selfish and self-centred,

Sometimes I wish I didn't have to care.

I hope and pray this is for the best,

I can't make him work till he's old and frail. 

I just can't. 

This is the reality of my life, 

No matter how unfortunate the circumstances are,

I'll stead fast,

and strive for a better tomorrow. 

Miss V

- in pieces -