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harini. saye rase diri saye sungguh jahat.
saye geram dngn diri saye.

i felt like writing so much. but my mood just wept it away.

oh Allah, please forgive my sins.
and my dear sisters in Bristol, which i have learned to love more and more each day,
if i have wronged u in any way, please forgive me.

for i know there's a lot of imperfections in me.
of my querkiness. of my weirdness. and attitudes.
slowly i'm trying to purify them.
from the dark spots that just darkens my heart.
from the one's that make me proud,
the one's that make me arrogant,
that makes me selfish,
and at times intolerant.

oh Allah. please hold me dear.
guiding me into the path that i choose to walk.
of which I hope will lead me closer to You.
hoping that i may never go astray.
and so i pray.

p/s: i'm starting to think this blog is becoming a bit too mushy. or maybe it's just something to do with the fact that its 1.30 in the morning. hmm. a quote from a friend 'you have to be masters to your own emotions'. or something like that. i guess it's never good to get too dwelled up in them anyway.


ciaozer ;)