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Disclaimer
a place where i rant it all out.
Like its, My tots! .




He was a good husband, A good dad.

i had love him with all my heart.

I still do care abt him and respect him.

He did a mistake and i am sure he regretted it.

Lets all be happy for him. and wish him all the best for everything.

Take care awak.. I wish you all the best.

Whatever it is, I will always be there if u need me.

Love - me


this isnt a story exactly about me.


it abt a frend, whom i totally feel for.

my frend, let put it as "Iz"..

at werk, or anywhere else, u can see dat iz bubbly.

always the spark. to ignite any fun fyre.

den outta sudden 'iz' tried to commit suicide.

recuparating now, thank god nothing to major happened.

reason: hates the dad. never contribute to family. sleeping with the mistress.

there are a few lessons we can learn from here.

before you do anything, do tink, koz its a ripple effect.

for those gng after married ppl, u r not only affecting their loved ones.

it might even affect the person u wanna b with.

Losing kids or money for alimony. stress with things dats gng on, cant concentrate on werk or self.

and to dos hu think dat committing suicide is the ez way out, maybe for u. but for your love ones? its a lifetime pain.

i told 'iz', always remember.

if u tink u r gng thru bad patch, there are ppl gng thru 10x werse den u. and dey r facing it. it may be painful and difficult, but once u go thru it.. u can look back.. and its a story of a life time. and do be proud, that u manage to get thru it.

to iz, there are ppl hu love u out there babe.
frends hu r willing to listen. and help.
ask, and it would be given.

take care.


I was a housewife. A dutiful one.

I dint have a life, koz it all revolved around him.

And he had affairs.

Once it was claimed that i over reacted. Its common for gurls to call 'stars'

Since he has fans.

But 4am? Use ya head lah..

Now, i am working.. a lil erratic hours, someone is saying bkoz of the timing, he is turning wayward.

So mana satu ni?

Akoo duduk rumah aja.. trying to raise a family.. i over reacted when he had an affair. AKoo kerja with main intention to help family, sebab tu he lari.

Senang cakap, SERIUSLY babe.. if u dont noe anything. Jgn masok frame leh? so what u noe him longest period. Dat doesnt mean u noe everything.


I am sad, undeniable but ITS ALL OVER MONSTER.. no use blaming. Like we have both agreed. Me and him. DOnt blame. Just werk hand in hand now to raise the kids. So please shut ur damm gap!


I have learned two lessons in my life:

First, there are no sufficient literary, psychological, or historical answers to human tragedy, only moral ones.

Second, just as despair can come to one another only from other human beings,

Hope, too, can be given to one only by other human beings.

I need to Hope. I need Hope.


Especially to dos hu spread the 'love notes'..

READ THIS---->

Yes, i do agree dat my dressing, at times, can b skimpy.

Yes, i do agree dat my hair color is so not the malyu.

(eh wait, melayu nowadays color all blonde. so either i am not melayu enuff, or i am way not melayu, figuring..)

But dat doesnt shape me as a person. How i express myself isnt how i am as a person.

Or how i am as a mom.

Kids ARE very important to me. VERY.

SO please dont even try.. to tell or even say dat kids shudnt b with me.

I am not the best mother in the world. undeniable. HOWEVER, i am trying my very best to b one for ma kids.

I would do anything to give dem wat they need. ANYTHING.

SO pleaseeeeeeeeeee, dont intefere. Koz i fucking hate it. BIG time.


A stiff apology is a second insult....

The injured party does not want to be compensated because she has been wronged;

she wants to be healed because she has been hurt..


thee counting the days till its over, to start a new life with her.

God, let me have the same courage.

For i want to feel love and and be in one, again.

Genuinely.