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Contradiction to my earlier intention. [Oct. 6th, 2009|04:24 am]
[Current Mood | annoyed]


"Spread the fake love
  Give a hug
  And receive a stab in the back."


Vile, cruel,selfish & disdainful - thats what you are.
 


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The Good of everthing and in everyone. Life's GREAT! [Jul. 3rd, 2009|02:54 am]
[Current Mood | optimistic]
[Current Music |Maria Mena]





Old, Unglam and Fun Memories!
The first pic when i still had my curly hair and as usual i wont smile into the reflection but i ll spoil the pic & look at myself in the cam!
The last picture, we re competing who s the most fugly. Who do you think ll win? ( Result of alcohol consumption. Not very glam eh?!)


Back to reality and NOW...
There are many sides of me.
I'm sure you ve come across my titles- as a student, classmate, friend, girlfriend, girl-next-door , a persona behind facebook or many other profiles.  Maybe even a loud speaker or even a shy introvert in the early days.


But I'm not sure if you ve seen the Jesus in me before.?

Cause even though I am a sinner just like you ,
I am  not capable of such inadequacies.



So Dad,Mum,friends,relatives and all close to me ... ;
I'm not sure if you ve seen the jesus in me before.
But if you havent, Just remember especially when in doubt or fury , 
I was there.



Because if everyone would just care a little more about something or someone else besides themselves, this world would be a much better place. Seeing and appreciating the good side of people instead of picking on their bad habilts or Imperfections is what we should all practice and preach. Cause from today I vouch to do so.
And since, you re no better than me or not any more perfect than me, why not vouch to do so too? 



(NOTE: This post was written with no intentions of being directed to any specific or  personal targets)



On the brighter side,
Life's Great. Too short to be sweating it out.
So when in fury , stress or anger ,
have a fag, smoke weed , drink beer , have sex, talk it out, pray or do whatever the hell you wantto make it better. Have it your way.
But when tomorrow comes, it s a whole new day. a whole new situation altogether. Yesterday becomes yesterday , THE PAST.
Because Life is way too short to think about the Insignificant , the regret or the hurt in the PAST.
I finally.... let me repeat.... FINALLY , learnt to  accept  that.

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It's a Mad world afterall... [May. 21st, 2009|03:36 am]
[Current Mood | confused]
[Current Music |Madworld-gary jules]



Quick reminisce of the Secondary school days!
Let the god times roll yes?! Well at least for these 5 passing seconds.


However, some things are just not worth clenching on to.
Dreams even.
Staring at the white-washed ceiling, clad in my Pjs gasping for breath,
Searching for clarity and fighting the on-going migraines along with the messy clutter in my head.
Is this becoming a Habit or a prolonged routine?
I really wonder for the days seem to be repetitive,
Time slowing down and every minute feeling the same.
So dark and cynical this world seems;
The Little Hope slowly fading away

So many of us rage against the hand that life has dealt us
But what should we do?
Wait? Hope? Pray?
Or should we just sit back and lay?
Dark emotions swirling like thunderheads around the horrific contrast between yesterday and now
I ll just have to pull through I guess someday, somehow.


And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world


So how exactly do we undo the mess we ve created?
Do we really have to start from scratch?



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