This entry is specially dedicated to an awesome friend. Given our friendship of seventeen years and still counting, we are just as close as real sisters. We have known each other since birth. Our birthdays only have a difference of five days in between. We're both April babies, and our mothers are friends too. Maybe that's why we can click so well.

Our friendship goes way back,
when both of us were still in diapers.
That's when it all started.
She lives in Australia. But honestly, distance has never been a problem for the both of us. I'm thankful for the invention of computers and the discovery of the Internet. It made communication a whole lot easier, since we actually kept in touch through snail mail before. Then, emails happened. And finally, MSN conversations till this very day. We have been keeping this up for so long, even I don't know how many years we have been at it now.

Throughout the years, I treat her as my confidante. I know I can trust her. I don't need to worry about being backstabbed by her. I know she is capable of keeping my secrets, and there is absolutely no need for her to spread rumours about me. She's not that kind of girl. And I know she knows she can trust me with her problems too, no matter what kind of problems they are. I'm more than happy to listen, and will do my very best to help out. We have been through a lot together. I can talk to her about practically just about anything. I can always depend on her to give me the best advice at times whenever I lose my head over certain issues and isn't capable of thinking straight at all. Both of us have been through quite a lot of drama. She has been there for me when I was having some of the biggest teen crises.

When I found out that I was diagnosed with cancer, I thought it would only make sense for me to inform my loved ones about it. I wanted to let them know, not to make them worry, but it's because I respect them as my friends. To be honest, I don't think anyone had an idea of what lymphoma is exactly about. Even myself, till only recently when I did my research and found out in detail what is lymphoma and what does it do. We're all familiar with the more common forms of cancer - breast cancer, brain cancer, lung cancer and intestinal cancer. It doesn't help that the lymphatic system in Biology is one of my worst topics, I never understood that chapter at all. So this friend of mine, you don't sound bimbotic at all. If you really want to know what bimbotic is, it actually refers to all those questions I was asked. You know what I mean.

Said friend wrote a note on Facebook very much recently, titled 'The Most Beautiful Girl I Know'. I happen to be the subject of her note. I couldn't help but tear up reading through her note. It was sincere and honest. I was and still am immensely flattered by her words, I never thought of myself that way.

I just want to be a good friend to her, just like how I want to be a good friend to the friends I really treasure. I want her to know that I'll always have a shoulder for her to lean on if she feels down. I'm there for her if she needs my opinion on something, no matter how major or minor that something is. I'm there to back her up on whatever she chooses to do, and I'll support her all the way and cheer her on. I just want her to be happy.

All of us have our emotional and weak sides. It's only human, so it's perfectly fine. (: I didn't really think of it as comforting you, but I didn't want you to feel upset or worried about it. No need to worry at all, I'll definitely be strong. I'll stay optimistic and positive about my condition. I'm happy with all the love and support I have been getting from my loved ones, including you. I'll come out of this battle very much alive. I'll still be the same Leonie you have known for all your life.

We're all beautiful. You're very beautiful to me as well, from both the inside and out. It has been the greatest honour of getting to know you and being your friend for seventeen years. And for more to come!

I don't know what life would be like without you either. It's just quite horrifying to even think about. I'll pass. I'm blessed to have a friend, a sister like you.

I'm not much of a believer of the phrase 'friends forever',

Teresa Tran,
you're making it happen.

Wherever the venue is,
our time will be well spent making pleasant, happy memories.
This is my promise to you.

Girlfriend, sister, confidante -
I love you too.
♥

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It’s not an English name I came up with for myself. My mother is indeed a genius in coming up with such a splendid name for me. Although my name has been unfortunately mutilated (nicknames are excluded) over the past years, full credits to my mum for my current identity.

I’m certainly looking forward to changing the word ‘patient’ to ‘survivor’! If you’re interested to read about my journey in battling lymphoma, you can click here to proceed to my cancer blog.

Ironic, I know; this blog is mainly pink instead. I like all colours actually, but I find myself having an affinity to the colour green. In fact, I can safely say that green is my soul colour.

Languages, music, fashion, photography, cultures, dance, literature, writing; just about anything, really. The arts truly intrigue me, especially thought-provoking pieces. Of course, the arts play a major role in inspiring me in my everyday life.

I don’t have a favourite genre – I read any book that interests me!

I am a trained right-hander from young, since apparently being left-handed is considered ‘wrong’. Basically, I’m ambidextrous! No wonder I find it easier to air guitar using my left hand than my right; I simply relate to the arts than subjects that deal with logical thinking better, too.

A stubborn Bull I am, too. I abhor being rushed. I prefer doing matters at my own reasonable pace. I don’t particularly like changes in my routine, but I can adapt quite easily. I’m a very practical person as well. I enjoy the beautiful things in life, but that doesn’t make me shun ugliness at all. Besides, it all depends on how one perceives beauty. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder!

Still am, but I’m slowly learning to accept imperfection into my life. Also, I’m doing my best to erase the many expectations I have so I could one day master the art of letting go and freeing myself to simple happiness and joy.

Compared to before, I’m less dramatic nowadays. Language-wise, I attempt to blog flawlessly in English and speak proper English online with my peers. Call me a Grammar Nazi all you want, but that’s how I roll. I only converse in perfect English in formal situations and during my dramatic outbursts. Otherwise, I’m absolutely capable of communicating like the average Malaysian!

It’s a different issue altogether when you’re forced to learn for the sake of getting good grades, though. Other than that, I’m open to new information and knowledge anytime! I especially would like to learn more languages and pick up new musical instruments.

…are just some of the things I would love to do in the near future, hopefully!

the basic rules apply. If you respect me, I’ll respect you. If you happen to be someone who has low EQ skills, I’ll try to be tolerant but my patience is definitely limited. I’m observant when it comes to human behaviour. I’m a person of many opinions, but I don’t voice them out unless I trust you enough; I’m very honest and candid when it comes to the people I can trust. Even though I trust very easily, not everybody can prove that they’re all that nice. Hurt me, and I’ll only defend myself if necessary. Hurt my family or my friends – you won’t find me holding back.

Is there anything else you would like to know about me?
Throw me your questions and/or doubts here! I honestly have nothing to hide, so you’ll expect the truth and nothing but the truth.

It’s only how I phrase my answers that you’ll have to be aware of.
Or…you can click hereto go back to reading!

This entry is specially dedicated to an awesome friend. Given our friendship of seventeen years and still counting, we are just as close as real sisters. We have known each other since birth. Our birthdays only have a difference of five days in between. We're both April babies, and our mothers are friends too. Maybe that's why we can click so well.

Our friendship goes way back,
when both of us were still in diapers.
That's when it all started.
She lives in Australia. But honestly, distance has never been a problem for the both of us. I'm thankful for the invention of computers and the discovery of the Internet. It made communication a whole lot easier, since we actually kept in touch through snail mail before. Then, emails happened. And finally, MSN conversations till this very day. We have been keeping this up for so long, even I don't know how many years we have been at it now.

Throughout the years, I treat her as my confidante. I know I can trust her. I don't need to worry about being backstabbed by her. I know she is capable of keeping my secrets, and there is absolutely no need for her to spread rumours about me. She's not that kind of girl. And I know she knows she can trust me with her problems too, no matter what kind of problems they are. I'm more than happy to listen, and will do my very best to help out. We have been through a lot together. I can talk to her about practically just about anything. I can always depend on her to give me the best advice at times whenever I lose my head over certain issues and isn't capable of thinking straight at all. Both of us have been through quite a lot of drama. She has been there for me when I was having some of the biggest teen crises.

When I found out that I was diagnosed with cancer, I thought it would only make sense for me to inform my loved ones about it. I wanted to let them know, not to make them worry, but it's because I respect them as my friends. To be honest, I don't think anyone had an idea of what lymphoma is exactly about. Even myself, till only recently when I did my research and found out in detail what is lymphoma and what does it do. We're all familiar with the more common forms of cancer - breast cancer, brain cancer, lung cancer and intestinal cancer. It doesn't help that the lymphatic system in Biology is one of my worst topics, I never understood that chapter at all. So this friend of mine, you don't sound bimbotic at all. If you really want to know what bimbotic is, it actually refers to all those questions I was asked. You know what I mean.

Said friend wrote a note on Facebook very much recently, titled 'The Most Beautiful Girl I Know'. I happen to be the subject of her note. I couldn't help but tear up reading through her note. It was sincere and honest. I was and still am immensely flattered by her words, I never thought of myself that way.

I just want to be a good friend to her, just like how I want to be a good friend to the friends I really treasure. I want her to know that I'll always have a shoulder for her to lean on if she feels down. I'm there for her if she needs my opinion on something, no matter how major or minor that something is. I'm there to back her up on whatever she chooses to do, and I'll support her all the way and cheer her on. I just want her to be happy.

All of us have our emotional and weak sides. It's only human, so it's perfectly fine. (: I didn't really think of it as comforting you, but I didn't want you to feel upset or worried about it. No need to worry at all, I'll definitely be strong. I'll stay optimistic and positive about my condition. I'm happy with all the love and support I have been getting from my loved ones, including you. I'll come out of this battle very much alive. I'll still be the same Leonie you have known for all your life.

We're all beautiful. You're very beautiful to me as well, from both the inside and out. It has been the greatest honour of getting to know you and being your friend for seventeen years. And for more to come!

I don't know what life would be like without you either. It's just quite horrifying to even think about. I'll pass. I'm blessed to have a friend, a sister like you.

I'm not much of a believer of the phrase 'friends forever',

Teresa Tran,
you're making it happen.

Wherever the venue is,
our time will be well spent making pleasant, happy memories.
This is my promise to you.

Girlfriend, sister, confidante -
I love you too.
♥

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