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Everyday is a gift and not a given right....
Thursday, April 29, 2010 || 1:33 PM
I am having lesson now.. But during my morning class.. I received a bad news about one of my classmate ( well, i dun really know her well, cause she just happen to be in my elective class this
sem) .. She passed away yesterday afternoon.. Sadly, it wasn't due to any sickness or something like that. She took her own life and committed suicide..
It is things like that, that gets me thinking about how priceless and precious our life is to anybody around us... And how through or actions, we can totally affect or change another person's life... How Fragile and Brittle are we, be it emotions or physical or mentally. It teaches us to be humble and to look at the world in a whole new perspective..
I feel that us, human, is like a book. If we have been hurt many times in life, gradually we will have a hard book cover around us. If we open up our hearts to strangers and welcome anybody in our lives, we have a soft book cover. And us you flip the pages in each and everyone of our books, you Will get to know us and understand us. However, there are some who dun write anything in the book for anybody else to come and read.. And while reading their book, we will often see empty pages or pages filled with ink blotches but never will we be able to understand.. Until one fine day there you suddenly find pages being ripped off and the words at the end of the page is written with blood " THE END"... And we start to wonder why and cried of our loss.
I really hope that she will be in a better place and find the pace that she wanted but couldn't find in our world. Even though i many not know you very well, but i still hope and will pray for you... May you run free on wild open field, feel the wind in your hair and the grass beneath your feet. Play the with the butterflies in the morning and the
fireflies at night.... i believe you will be greatly missed...