When life doesnt go the way you expect it to, and you fall down, I will choose to pick myself up and carry on.

When all you see is an undefined future, and you get lost, I will choose to trail in the fog.

When a lighting come striking down upon you so hard that it hurts so bad, I will choose to stay strong and strengthen my will to win.


I don't mean to sound depressed or poetic or whatever you might want to assume. It's just this is the hardest juncture of life yet. Don't count on it being a rainbow even after the rain has gone, 'cause for all you know the rain might turn into a storm. After all they do say that the calmest of seas will bring the largest of waves. Let's hope that my boat will be strong enough to keep sailing.

I apologize for how broken and metaphoric this post sounds.

A strong person is not the one who doesnt cry.
A strong person is the one who knows how to be quiet, shed a tear for a moemnt,
and then picks up his sword and fight again.

I am willing to give up anything, anything at all.

it matters not who I am but who I want to be.

till next time.