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i write habitually as a way to verbalize my far too complex thoughts which are always in a web of words, tightly woven in fabric of sentences that complicate life unnessarily.

speak my thoughts.
Sunday, October 19, 2008 10/19/2008 04:34:00 PM you're stubborn that way, maybe that's why we had many rough years before. and i'm just like you. Rocky or smoothsailing, I think it is time. I used to hate your guts but that was history. I think you made up for whatever that you did, and I forgave you a long time ago. This is my way of telling you that I care and love you, this is my way of telling you that I will always be your one and only first child. The child who first held your hand many years back, and who's still holding on to you up till today.

I love how you don't judge, you never did judge me even though I know you are sorely disappointed about my lack in spiritual faith. I am not a sentimental person, but my faith is not dead. I assure you that as hard as it is to rebuild my faith, I am trying. All those years you drove me to Quran recital, to holy schools just to funtion me into a right woman. and it won't go to waste.

Since it's your birthday and I will probably never ever say this to you personally, I want to thank you. Thank you for riding me to school with me being unpunctuality all the time for i do not know how many years already until now, still. and you got me a bike for myself even. thank you for making me realise that there is a religion. I know you were proud when I successfully khatam-ed, which is ironic if you think about it now.

I'm not one with many achievements, nor am I all brains. I go out of the house in clothes that you disapprove and I go to "parties" even though I know you will worry all the time. I might not be anywhere close to pious or smart, but I will always, always be your girl.