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Don't let the past predict who you are but let it be part of who you become...
Fashion is style with substance
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Monday, January 25, 2010


four words. i love my mum. there can be no other person in the world that understands me best at anything or everything i do or gone through. i proudly admit that my mum is my best friend. my saviour. my needs. my love. to some it may sound corny but if you were in my place, you would understand how i feel towards my mum. words don't do justice to convey what i feel towards her.

no doubt there is ups and downs. but isn't it true when they say that blood is thicker than water. she is seriously an angel, personified. i just love everything about her. from her cares, loves, tantrum and anger.

i learn alot from my mum and i'm still learning. i love every minute i spent with her. we never fail to share thoughts, suggestions and advises. spending almost every night with her, talking and telling each other how our day went by, what are our problems and how it can mould and affect our future, made me think alot about circumstances.

she's so supportive. in every single thing i do. from my passion/interest to my occupation. it's hard to see a mother watching her son grew up in enigma that evolves meddling with women. be it handling them or be part of it. not every mum can tolerate the son involve himself in dance, make-up artistry, fashion creativity even up to femininity. she always give me words of encouragement and advices when i want to venture into such arena. yet, she will always advice me not to forget the Creator whenever i step into such vice.

to her, when i can actually voice out reasons and show her the trust she needs, whatever i want to do, i have her full support. she never lay a finger to any of my decision when she thinks its right, truthful or to the best of my needs/liking. never even question me the people that i mix with. to her, befriend with anyone but don't follow the characteristics.

to the extent, sometimes, i don't know what i will do if she's not around to guide me anymore. we even share secrets. stuffs that i want her to know, her point of view and her advices. all thanks to her that made me a strong persona that i am today.

she is phenomenal.

I Love You.

toodles
Izhan Shah
p.s: you've crossed it. i just let it be. see how far you can last.


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