Speakof.theheart

Hey guys, umm well today is the registration day of STAM. It's going well but there was slightly trouble. Yeah I've finished the what-to-do-and-what-to-buy sort of things. On my way to school this morning, I searched for my identity card (IC) and I found nowhere ! At first I just calm down cuz I thought that mum held it from yesterday. When I ask her, she said "no, its not with me". How terrific I am at that moment ! I searched thoroughly , here and there. I felt like I just wanna shake the whole house. Mum started babbling to me, said that I was mistaken and cuai and bla bla bla .. Lastly, I had to do a report at police station, saying that I lost my IC. Luckily the inspector in charge was not so furious , lol. So in the end , I had to do a new IC. Been charged for MYR80 and my photo taken were.. such a - lol . So tired from this. But Alhamdulillah I survived today challenges. Hew.

Dear Jenny Han, I read your book called To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before. It’s amazing at first. How the letters had been sent by an anonymous. How Lara Jean’s fake relay become her love life. And how she arranged their family after her sister went to Scotland. The flow of the story is phenomenal ! You wrote the story like it was your story. Incredible ! I love it. But I’m also frustrated of how the ending. Ugh, you should write some more about the ending of Lara Jean’s love life. Or you wanted the readers to assume the ending ? It’s mysterious duh. If you want me to tell the ending , I would say Lara Jean and Peter Kavinsky become a true couple. While her sister, Margot have a long-lasting relationship with John. Hahaha such a cliche. Well at least it have an ending (for me).  BTW, overall, I love your story !!!  Yours, D

Dear Reen, It'd been 10 years since you have gone. I miss you a lot. I'm writing this when mom and dad had fallen asleep. Since your death, things have change around us. You are my idol, my only sister that I love, the one that I want to be. But people say that we should be ourself. Now that you left me, I seems to realise that it is true. But still, you are my role model (well at least for me). When you left us, dad was so shocked. He loses he only proud-of-daughter. I still remember when he cried at the waiting room. Mom , on the other  side, just pray for you and me, I felt like a bomb had exploded and all I could do was silent. You left me hanging but it makes me big girl with small age. I'm more mature-well I guess. I'll write to you later. Looks like everything is slow right now. Yours, D

Dear Adam, What did you do when it's the day of your father's birthday ? Did you show your true feelings to him ? Well, today is my father's birthday. He's 55 now. I can't believe it he is that old. You know what, I still remember when I was a kid , I'd sleep with his hand in mine. And now, he is 55. I still can't believe it. Sometimes, a daughter can be more giddy with his father right? Telling stories or tell him soo many feelings, love and so on. But, I just can't let it show. I just can pray for him to be happy and healthy. I hope he know that I truly love him. Now that he is and old man, my only old man, I wish he take care of his health, I wish I can make him proud, I wish I can get him what he want. I wish I can repay what he had done to raise his daughter and other kids. I'm grateful to have him as my dad. Can you tell him that I love him? That I'm thankful? I'm very happy just thinking you would do that for me. If I'm not in ...

Dear Ana Dellaira, You give me inspired when I’m reading one of your books. It’s called “Love letters to the dead”. I thought I can use your idea in mine. Well, I kinda love the way that letters we share our story. So I come up with “ Letters to the Strangers “. Yeah, you sort of a strangers to me cuz we don’t meet right? Today I just wanna share about my new year. As usual, I don’t go anywhere. Sitting at home, doing some work chores, helping my mom with dishes and reads. I wonder what did you do on your new year. Everytime the first day of new year, I’ll be thinking of soo many things. I thought of what would I do throughout the year, of what will I become in the future, will I achieve my goals ? I keep dreaming of me and my friends go travelling with my black mustang, driving, laughing, eating. Its not possible right ? -One day maybe You know, I feel that our time getting shorter and short that we didn’t even realise we gonna step another year. So my wish on this year, ...