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Emy Shamimi♥


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I long for endless happiness,
with no regrets and misconceptions.
I desire peace and love. ♥
Something i am capable of, aren't these.

Being single is sexier than your girlfriend, in lingerie.♥


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Saturday, March 03, 2012


I guess my family is still not on the safe side. God please be with them, always.


Written with love; 12:30 AM


Friday, March 02, 2012


Sometimes i think the physical pain i have to go through is incomparable to those other people have to overcome. That's why i didn't want to have myself checked. I believe there isn't anything much that they can do, honestly. It's just a minor fracture a few years back, i genuinely believe my body have fixed that part of me. My back has been a chore lately. Though i've been trying to keep a good posture but the pain keeps coming back - thank God for pain killers. Other than that, i've just been having some flu and fever. But of course, i've been better these few days.

Recently, i've been thinking a lot about what i want to pursue after my diploma; that is if i graduate (crosses fingers and hopes for the best). I would love to go into a course that i've desired for so long, but i honestly don't think i'm cut out for it. Maybe it's in my blood, but - there's always a 'but', heh - i just don't think i have enough talent and experience to put out a significant portfolio. Then again, where's the good in taking no risks? I've thought about other alternatives that i can fall back on, however, it's still regarding the same course. Nothing much that i can do other than my personal interests right?

But that's not the only thought in mind. The actual one is whether i should continue studying straight after this, or do i search for a job? Secondly, whatever i choose, do i attend to it part time or full time?

Ugh, just when you think you can rest, these questions linger in your mind.





Written with love; 11:27 PM


Monday, February 27, 2012

I don't have much time.

I want to be the best i can be, i want to make the changes in life. I want to make a difference, but of course, nothing comes easy. I'd want this to end too, but please let me make the people around me happy first. To make them proud of who i am and what i've become. I want that, just that. I don't need anything more but the love i can get.

I don't have much time, the change is inevitable. Just please, don't make it hurt.
I believe this pain is only temporary.


Written with love; 1:38 AM


Monday, February 20, 2012

I thought i'd like the change in me - the one who doesn't give in and says what she must. But then it wasn't me to start with. I would eventually give in, say sorry first or even lag behind just to make someone smile. Well i guess i'm going back to being the quiet girl who stands up herself, but i think i'll keep the part where she's brutally honest.


Written with love; 2:50 AM


Wednesday, February 15, 2012

“Do we live to exist or do we exist to live?” I think i’ve heard it somewhere but i can’t recall.

Things have been rather rough lately and i think this small matter has finally brought me to my senses. I can’t bottle up everything for too long. I kinda blew up just now. Then again, i haven’t been talking much - that doesnt help either. What hurts the most was when i realised that no social networking meant no social life. Pathetic ain’t it? I don’t have actual friends i could talk to as often anymore.

But hey, gotta start my life all over again. Tough but never impossible.



Written with love; 9:00 PM



She begs Life for a second chance.

Pleading, don't destroy what's left of her, she's trying her hardest to stand on her own feet - and at this moment, she feels she does not have strength, neither does she have balance. But to her, impossible was never an excuse. She strives, she believes and she knows what she's made of.

And she will never give up.


As she begs Life for a second chance.



Written with love; 8:52 PM