You know how you sometimes felt that you were almost there. You saw the light at the other far end of the tunnel. But all of a sudden, the light became dim and slowly disappear. And you once again felt lost. You then increased your pace to the direction of the light that was once there. Wanting to see that light again. Badly. In the process of making your way there, you tripped and hurt yourself due to the darkness. You walk a little further, now slowly. Soon enough, you grew tired. You began to hear little voices in your head telling you just maybe you should give up. That you would never see the light again. Tears started to build. Before you knew it, you have burried your face in your hands. Thinking that there was no more hope.
Adeh~ that's how I feel right now except that I haven't broken down to tears and insyaAllah still not given up laa. Just feeling all down and stressed out. Sigh~ See... it happened again. One day I was all pumped up, the next I felt like a lost child. Seriously. Nasib ada Insyirah who since just now insist me playing with her. And it's nearly 12am now. Oh Insyirah, takmo tido ker? Indeed children equals to happiness. I wonder what would I do should I have to send Insyirah back home to complete my thesis? Who would distract me from my problems? As of now, I am still undecided.
Ya Allah, please give me the strength to complete my study. So that I can have a piece of mind and have more babies! :D Amin~
p/s: congrats Pn Rose for that wonderful news! :)