Melted by roses, swinging with a cat.
Buried with sadness, die with that.
Hi, i am Lisabeth and i like wilted roses that represents my heart.
I am just like this wilted rose, as liveless and its like so meaningless.
Came to Earth without a purpose on the 8th November 1993.
I am still positive in my life, i know despite of my low blood pressure and my disablity of doing strenuous exercise, i'm trying my best to stay strong. Thanks for all the encouragement from my friends and all those who has helped me in any way during my attack. Back-tracking; These past few days were one of the worse happenings that occured this year. I had my attack back, fainted in school, unconscious for an hour, sent to hospital by ambulance. You might said it dramatic, but it really happened. I didn't expect such things to reoccur ever since last July. I missed out so much on school. I can't go to school on monday and tuesday. I hope that would be a wake up call in whatever actions that i did wrong. I know i haven't been much of a filial daughter, but i'm trying my best. I hope that my parents do realise. I know i haven't been blogging much was because of my recent illness. I have faith in myself that i can do it. I don't wanna stop striving halfway, cos i am already halfway. I know it's not easy again, it's the determination that keeps me going. I'm sorry mum and dad for being too rebellious these past few days, things weren't right before, but i'll try my best to change, never giving up.