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Friday, July 22, 2005


-a new beginning.-


-bigfatgrin-

looking back at my past posts and i realised how childish my thoughts are. like hey.. whats lost is alr gone. so why spend time brooding over it and all. haha. anyways. im really glad that ive gone through this with my ever there friends.. huda, nurul, yiting and deenie. the days we had are few. but it dosent stop us from being the best of buds. they totally changed my impression of poly life. in fact, they are the ones who are always there for me. thanks babes !!

had a wondeful day ytd.. out with my chicks and all. went to play pool.. den go town. haha. and we talked about my god and their god.. its awesome u know.. like ya. we are so different yet somewhat the same..

as huda tells us about her God.. it just brought back memories of how my own god sacrifice for me. and it seems to me that no matter how different religions are. its always about their god sacrificing for his followers.. giving up his all for them.

so so so grateful that god actually died for me. like hey. i din do anything for him. yet he died for me. u know. like died for me with no strings attached. how awesome is that? and every little thing, every little success. its all brought forth from god.

how can i be where i m today without his help? being a cell group helper is never easy. but as i cried and seek and long after god. he just come true for me. so many a time, ive fallen and picked myself up again. and each time i fell, god is there to help me.

nights where i cry myself to sleep, he's there to comfort me. days where i stand alone, god is there with me. he's closer to me than my very own breathe. even before im formed in my mom's womb, he already know me. every hair that i have, he knows it all. every tear that i shed, he kept it in bottles. what more can i ask for?

really thank god that he gave me the chance. like being a christian in my class or in fact anywhere is never easy. people always expect christians to be like the cream of the crop. better than anyone. and every little thing that we do wrong. they will say. call urself a christian.

so its really thru god's grace that helps me. appreciate the fact that he gave me the chance to stand between the living and dead. its all up to me now. whether i choose to stand there and walk away.

one thing that touches me most is my friends who are always there. though we are of different religion, different race. we stand by one another like no one else does. they comfort me when im sad. laugh with me when im happy. i can always share my stuff with them. knowing they will not despise nor laugh at me.

i love you, my friends. huda nurul yi ting deenie. i really really do. =) life in poly will never be the same without u guys.



| s a n d y wrote this down @ 14:47|

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