And brokenness is not necessarily a bad thing. It gives you room to open your eyes, to fix things, to shine, to stretch your potentials. And, to see your trueself.
No. I'm not any closer to the life of brokenness. I'm just staring at the word, trying to understand what it means.
4 comments:
u seems to be goin to the path of philosophical blogging lately ....
hehe. you think? thats part of the building block, isn't it?
things that cross our shoulders everyday, m just putting some of them down so i dont forget to remember. =))
i'm really not that philosophical-la, my dad is. haha.
brokenness... If you broke u will kill urself!!! no facial, no spa... will drive u mad !!
hahahhaha... lol
anyway i can learn proper english from ur blog.... i feel like reading shakespear...
awwww. how could you hit me right on the spot!
you know what, i havent been doin any of these facial spa pampering myself stuff. sigh. i need sponsor!! =p
say, should i be flattered with your last sentence or should shakespear feel insulted?
p/s: actually, i don really check my grammer and the structure of the sentence, so beware. you might learn the wrong stuff from me. hehe
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