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Monday, March 8, 2010 @ 10:46 PM
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"So when you feel like hope is gone, look inside you and be strong.
And you'll finally see the truth, that a hero lies in you."

In life, people come and go. A very common phrase don't you think? I will only accept the phrase only if the person went due to god's will. Other than that, those that have once entered my life, even for a short period of time, have made me a very happy person. If it weren't for whatever happened in the past between them, I would never have learnt to be a better person.

I admit, i'm weak emotionally. Yes, harsh words can bring me down and it's so easy to lower my self-esteem. I always realize that i'm tumbling down. I'm always falling and expecting people to lift me up again and yes, I got what I wanted. My friends were always there for me. Most of the time, they were, most definitely. I was never able to tell my self that I could face this world alone.

My friends play a very important aspect in my life. Only some close ones might know that I do not get the support from my family that much. It's almost broken now so I depend on my friends for supplementary moral support. Okay, what the hell, truth be told, I depend on them like 90%. Yes, you're right. I can't handle my own problems.

Until I met someone. For his whole life, he has been struggling alone. He tried so hard to leave his foster home but not cause he wanted to escape, it was because he didn't want to trouble his guardians anymore. His mother left him alone in Singapore when he was a child to live overseas. He didn't have anyone in Singapore and mind you, the story on how he tried to support himself really moved me.

He entered remand, boy's home, was released but with tagging. He managed to find a relative and stayed with them. He worked hard for money to support his own food. His transport is his bicycle. No matter how far it is, he will cycle. And now, he's a stable NS man, signed on.

He managed to pull through all these obstacles by himself, without any moral support. He's a little heartless and I figured maybe because he lost touch with something called love. He can never express his feelings. Until one day when I left him, he cried. The first time ever, he showed an emotion.

I realized one thing, crying speaks so much louder.
If he could do it, why can't I?
My dear friends, whenever you're feeling down.
Whenever you feel like giving up,
listen to the song Hero by Mariah Carey.
It really inspires me.

When you feel like you can't do something...
Instead of saying, "YES I CAN!"
Ask yourself, "WHY CANT I?!"
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