H.R.U?

I've been exaggerating about my life here, it almost seemed like I'm writing a panegyric for it.

Dad said you can't change one's nature, at least, not that easily.

And my nature is to flaunt.

When you possess something good in(or above, under, beside, outside) you, show it. Like my 'mom' always taught me so (oh damn, I'm into my drama character again).

Exclude the part that I'm supposed to be pregnant.

Ok, some people don't think I'm flaunting. I'm just merely writing about what I saw, heard, thought, tasted and touched.

Maybe it's so normal for you to go through a day like this.

But it's not for me.

Surprises and excitements fraught my life. Man would I die if my life lacks these 2 things.

Lisa's existence in my high school life is a surprise, a pleasant one. And so are all my classmates and schoolmates.

Even you, who are reading. You are a spark of excitement in my life.

I believe everything good that happened in my life is a miracle.

The best miracle God gave me are my friends.

Don't you think it's amazing how a group of people meet each other, found something they have in common (in my case, zaniness) and started talking.

After 5 minutes you found your hand on their shoulder; and their hand on your shoulder.

We share the same things (obviously, sharing a guy is not a good idea).

And yea, we do fight (sometimes for the most damned thing).

But after a while (in some cases, it may take a longer time)...

We're back to being friends again.

Nobody said life is a bed of roses. The most painful thing a human can endure is the departing of a loved one.

Of course I groan and actually almost cried at the thought of my Secondary 5 pals leaving school to probe into society. Frankly, I did cry a bit on the last day of school for the Secondary 5s.

But whilst reminsicing about all the crazy things we did together, those feisty years we endured hand in hand. And knowing the fact that no matter what happens, we'll always remain as a part of each other's life.

I recall one of my teachers saying, "Living life is like walking in a long corridor. How your life turns out to be depends on how you walk in that long corridor."

Take Sally Ann for example, she walks with style and she lives with style.

Miracles are predestined in everyone's life. It just depends on what you take it as.

I never hated my life, and I don't hate it.

I love it because I know that nobody has a life like mine.

My life is one and only, and the best one anyone could wish for.

And so is yours.

Mamak people love Joelah so much they decorated her plate of Maggi Goreng with chilli sauce.

H.R.U might stand for something in Tamil, Punjabi, English or any other language.

Like I mentioned, it depends on how you take it as.

For our case, we deciphered it as 'How R U'.

So... how's your life? H.R.U?