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Tuesday, August 28, 2007

there's a big hurdle right in front of me now. a stone that formed in my heart that has been growing. growing. and it is now a rock. too heavy to lug around. too heavy to carry now. i need to..face the music. get it over and done with. there are pressures mounting every day. unhappy pressures. and i'm going to face it. i took the first step. and i can't turn back now. i hope by the time i face it completely, it'd all be okay. it is only 4 weeks left. i can't let anything go wrong now. and i hate the dullness everyday. hate that i hate everything. i want to ignite something in me again. and i'm not going to let this fail.

there's something i'm looking forward to. i had a sudden inspiration. something small that can turn into something big. i'm looking into it. researching. thinking about it. letting the idea sink in. looking for loopholes and possible problems. not sure. uncertain. but it's a dream. a goal. let me try my hand at it. tender skin when burnt, recover. so i gotta try it now. when i'm still young. there is room for failure. room to venture. =D

i'm touched. by kind souls. selfless people who're willing to lend a helping hand in contributing their hard earned money to someone they don't even know. i've a friend, an acquaintance who got diagnosed with leukemia. she needs monetary help. i don't know her well at all, but..i understand her pain. i emphatise with her suffering. and i wish with all my heart that she'll be well, without burdens. her family, i'm sure they're worried. please help. if you can. any contribution big or small will still be appreciated, deeply. many one dollar bills makes a million dollars. email me at cherrryl@gmail.com if you'd like to make a contribution. or call me for those who know me. i'll answer to your queries if you have any. thankyou so much.

and through all these stress that i face these few weeks, especially at work..i'm sorry to whoever i've vented my anger on. whoever i've hurt unknowingly. i'm sorry if i was any unreasonable. or any demanding. i have no excuses and no reasons to justify any selfish act that i may have done. please forgive me. especially you. baby.

life goes on. i just hope i can make a difference. even if it is for one soul. life is meaningless if i live it for myself.
-cheryl
2:40 PM





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