I promise my self:

salam hari jumaat...assalamualaikum...ni hau maa???on this very lovely morning,nothing much mr.mode wants to write...just want to share u this beautiful poem...i bumped this poem on my way to meet mak hayam...n she was not around...so,i lingered around her place...pup,i found this...i saId 'wow'...lovely...hence,i share this with all my loyal readers...loyal??loyal, ke??gasak la...read it out loud every morning...good mantra to varnish all the stink thoughts of others about us that being tattoed inside our heart...(kechik,remember our last nite conversation??this could be our bestest mantra)...sesuka-suki diorang jer nak coming up such nasty thougts about us..by 'us' i mean u...kaachinggg!!

i found out also this poem has been publised by a lot of other bloggers...so,i want to the same...and being part of those who struggle to fit in this 'bitches-eat-bitches-and-bastards-stab-bastards' world...






I promise my self:

To be so strong that nothing can disturb my peace of mind.
To talk health, happiness and prosperity to every person I meet.
To make all of my friends feel that there is something worthwhile in them.
To look at the sunny side of everything and make my optimism come true.
To think only of the best, to work only for the best and to expect only the best.
To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as I am about my own.
To forget the mistakes of the past and press on the greater achievements of the future.
To wear a cheerful expression at all times and to give a smile to every living creature I meet.
To give so much time to improving myself that I have no time to criticize others.
To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.
To think well of myself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud words, but in great deeds.
To live in the faith that the whole wide world is on my side, so long as I am true to the best that is in me.

*Christian D. Larson (1912)


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desperate housemates