I'm climbing

Before i continue any further, I would like to start off with a verse from a song:-

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose

Ain't about how fast I get there

Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb
-The Climb by Miley Cyrus-

The year 2008 and the beginning of 2009 has been a fucked up part of my life. But I want I went through is an experience of life. I hope what I'm going to write will be a lesson to anyone who reads this. April, 23rd that's the day and date i dug my own grave. I was so in love with this guy(i wont reveal who is he), thinking that he was everything. I help(im not bragging, but that's the truth) him so much, by the name LOVE. I gave him aids in form of materials, without my mom/dad knowing. Not long after that, February, 2009 things got freaking spicy, my mom find out about it. That was the time I felt the knock in my life. I realized what ever i did by the name of so called "love" was wrong. Things got even worst after that, my own best friends and friends back stabbed me. Thats the time i knew, everyones true colours. I knew that my so-called boy friend is a big bloody liar and my friends were never loyal and truthful. All i knew and thought was at that time was a permanent solution to my temporary problem was committing suicide. YEAH! That was it. I did attempted, but it fail. At the same, My grandpa past away and i had to go to Sri Lanka for his funural. When i was Sri Lanka, I feel like i was in heaven, that was the time I knew that there were people who exist and really love and cared for me( i don't have any relations here). I came back on the day SPM were results out.Yahoo!!! My results were excellent after all the havoc i caused.LOL. (I'm tearing now). But another part of me, was sad and pale cause all i thought of was the biggest mistake I have done.Soon after that, my mom(I LOVE YOU MA) ,Dayani Kalupahna(non-biological sister) and Uncle James (god-father)helped me build my broken petals. They are GREAT!!! They watered and bandaged my broken petals so that I would grow to be a beautiful flower. And here am i now.Things became much better because with my grades i manage to receive a full scholarship and get my a$$ to a recognise university here, in Malaysia.

I have realised what i have done is wrong and I have learnt to be a better person.What happened has helped me build my foundation in life to be a stronger person in future. I hope what is written here would be a lesson to who ever who reads this. =)

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