Monday, March 30, 2009
no title...
recently, i've been hanging out with a.j, my friend and also fellow blogger more than we usually do.. maybe i found him to be the most trustworthy at this time.. then, i have been acting very cold to someone because i could not stand the betrayal that person had done to me.. it is rather unacceptable.. recently, someone has started becoming closer to me.. for god sake knows why.. maybe he could not find company in others.. but im not a very nice person and seriously.. i felt annoyed by his behaviour.. then, the number of assignments do not seem to go down.. instead, keep on piling up till a level that are too scary and i sometimes question my capability.. my results have been below par.. im scared.. i want to be good.. i dont want to be average.. i want to be superior.. not inferior.. i hate this part.. somehow, right now, im feeling rather irritated towards one thing that was my favourite things to do.. acting.. it just doesn't seem to be fun anymore.. hah.. i dunno how to react to this matter.. it is around two more weeks.. and that is it.. no more.. end of asasi Tesl batch july2008/2009.. my life woul be different again.. i will start anew somewhere..
*thinking of past, present and future*
Sunday, March 22, 2009
browsing through blogs..
later..
*humble*
Friday, March 20, 2009
My name is Paris..
there you see.. im a Paris.. huhu.. sad..
*depression rising*
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
people says..
*not being so serious*
Sunday, March 15, 2009
bad things happen.. all in the same time..
then, get involved in another work.. damn.. who would have thought talking can be very tiring.. especially if you do it from morning till late evening.. but it was rather enjoyable as you get to meet new people.. but i was also rather disappointed with the reality that i just figure out.. sad..
haaahh... everything is just a tiresome nowadays and i hardly reach the second decade of my life.. WTH..
*tired.. exhausted.. not resting*
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
hate..love..what else can people give me?
different story.. im also being loved by some of the 'G' community.. the 't' then.. hehe.. maybe that the whole reason why the 'b's are hating me.. competition then.. but let them be.. they wont do any harm to me at all.. hahaha..
huhu.. gimme more..
*accepting fate*
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Reflecting life through literature
Recently, I learned about one short story that for many is nothing important to them. They only learn it just to pass their examinations and so forth. But for me, this story brings a different meaning in my life. It somehow very connected to who I am. The loner. A person who has no one to talk to , so I settled to just observe the others and feel as if I am part of them. Through this story, it makes me realizes that life is not always be a bed of roses, it has its ups and downs, it is up to us how we face it. Sometimes, we feel like having a life like the people that we have observed. These are the people that we gave most attention to. Not because of covetousness, but just plain admiration. And it is funny how little details can turn our feeling. One thing that is interesting is without realizing it; we are not the only one who are observant. While we are busy observing others, there will also be others who observe us. During this time, we usually figure out something about ourselves. But sometimes, it is just us; the others might not be having the same thoughts. We might be thinking we have the right to be there, while the others may think of the opposite. And knowing the fact that we are not wanted is very painful and deep. It can turn us down completely. It can make us thinks that life is cruel and there is no point of continuing it. But maybe, just maybe, there are people who might be concerned about us. Sometimes, being criticized by others also can be very hurtful, especially for the things that you love so much. But just bear in mind, what others think of you is not important as long as you know what you do is right. It is alright to cry sometimes, to treat your sorrow, but never went too far for it.
Let just read and try to reflect the story with yourself
Don’t just read, get into the story
Then, no story is a boring story anymore
*feeling accompanied*
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
huhu.. life..
life.. what goes around comes around..
*silence*