Hello world.
Yes, I've decided to post my blog entries here and I will keep the older posts.
The reason to come back to this blog is that I've realised there are many, many amazing events which I would like to keep as memories and also, express my gratitude to those who are there for me through words (on this not-so-private blog which some of you already know). I'm not very good at expressing myself face to face so I hope this will do!
My primary intention is to blog to express, not impress. Here are my thoughts and I hope you don't take it to heart. And I don't really want to set my priority on how many views I get.
P/S: blogger app for iPhone is pretty respectable. :)
I write with an internal purpose.
Friday, February 15, 2013
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Happier
So I've been a bit, (wait, that would be an understatement) A LOT happier lately. The major reason is that I've got that one guy I've ALWAYS wanted all my life; romantic, caring, fun, mature. It may be cliche but he's my everything; confidant, best friend, advisor, thunder buddy and lover (The list goes on and on).
Another thing shall be my highlight, getting rid of people who don't care about me, or I don't bother about makes me a whole lot of a happy person. All my life I've never been someone who would please people who are unworthy. I find it fake. However, opinions differ. Some may think it shows maturity. But what's the point to mix with people who possibly won't care about you? I used to care about what they think, but I've recently found out it's what pulled me down.
Here you go, my confession. I don't give two hoots whether you like people who are nerdy, or THINK they are. Why does it bother you? It only means they have a brighter future, you can do whatever that kill yourself and it's YOUR life. I'm doing what's good for myself, and it only means you don't know me enough.
Perhaps you need to look into the mirror before you judge others?
Another thing shall be my highlight, getting rid of people who don't care about me, or I don't bother about makes me a whole lot of a happy person. All my life I've never been someone who would please people who are unworthy. I find it fake. However, opinions differ. Some may think it shows maturity. But what's the point to mix with people who possibly won't care about you? I used to care about what they think, but I've recently found out it's what pulled me down.
Here you go, my confession. I don't give two hoots whether you like people who are nerdy, or THINK they are. Why does it bother you? It only means they have a brighter future, you can do whatever that kill yourself and it's YOUR life. I'm doing what's good for myself, and it only means you don't know me enough.
Perhaps you need to look into the mirror before you judge others?
Friday, July 20, 2012
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Title-less
Gaaah, I just gave it a title.
ANYWAY, have you ever had a feeling that you've done SO MUCH for someone who doesn't even appreciate it?
You always thought what you're doing is simply not enough, because you care from the bottom of your heart, you're too afraid to lose that particular someone, be it a friend, your other half or...anyone. Then your life revolves around that person when you do more and more things for them.
It's not that I'm expecting anything in return, but don't you think it's only fair to treat people the way you're treated, or the way you WANT to be treated?
Then you apologize for not appreciating. It doesn't make any sense at all. It's either you appreciate, or you don't.
The longer it gets, you probably grow stronger and resistant to bullshit you're about to hear again. Same story every time, nothing new. and THEN you learn to give up and leave them alone. Not like they'll notice your absence anyway, because they never did as much as what you've done.
Well, after this long rant. My point being, don't ever hurt someone who really appreciated or loved you because when that person realised what she/he's been doing has gone to waste, you're off the list of people-I-care-about.
Love doesn't mean you are still clinging on to the previous relationship, it's to make your life more colourful by filling it with love instead of hatred. Is it necessary to make everything awkward?
ANYWAY, have you ever had a feeling that you've done SO MUCH for someone who doesn't even appreciate it?
You always thought what you're doing is simply not enough, because you care from the bottom of your heart, you're too afraid to lose that particular someone, be it a friend, your other half or...anyone. Then your life revolves around that person when you do more and more things for them.
It's not that I'm expecting anything in return, but don't you think it's only fair to treat people the way you're treated, or the way you WANT to be treated?
Then you apologize for not appreciating. It doesn't make any sense at all. It's either you appreciate, or you don't.
The longer it gets, you probably grow stronger and resistant to bullshit you're about to hear again. Same story every time, nothing new. and THEN you learn to give up and leave them alone. Not like they'll notice your absence anyway, because they never did as much as what you've done.
Well, after this long rant. My point being, don't ever hurt someone who really appreciated or loved you because when that person realised what she/he's been doing has gone to waste, you're off the list of people-I-care-about.
Love doesn't mean you are still clinging on to the previous relationship, it's to make your life more colourful by filling it with love instead of hatred. Is it necessary to make everything awkward?
Monday, August 22, 2011
D-day awaits
so SPM is in less than 80 days, which explains the title of this blog entry.
Killjoy.
What do I want at this moment?
Killjoy.
What do I want at this moment?
- a day off without seeing any books
- vacation
- to plan for post-Spm activities!
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
mizchu
Like my favourite song you're a little overplayed,
and like last summer, those memories of you will never fade...
Checked my tweets about 3 months ago, freedom was all to myself and I loved the contentment it gave me. Now what am I? Feeling so empty in your absence.
It's a give and take thing, but if one keeps giving, what can the other one do? Simply taking it for granted, no?
Watched a video on youtube, all I've learnt from it is that not everyone deserves a second chance, I'm guessing I'm one of them. You said, what is done is done, clearly stated there's no compensation can be done. And besides letting it go what can I do?
It's as if I'm holding a glass while you're pouring boiling water to it, it soon pours out and I HAVE to let go of it. Oftentimes, I personally think that giving up is forced by the environment, or the other party.
I'm thinking if my life is a little TOO lucky.
Whenever I'm sad, there's always someone who is willing to cheer me up (but usually not the one I thought I needed the most).
I have a bunch of them who showed me that they really care...
I never had to face and adapt a sudden change in life...
I certainly hope there's no hidden meaning to it because I always thought behind every good thing, bad things await. Since I've been so pretty darn lucky, if bad things await, it must be catastrophic ones... =/
when I say it's okay, it only means it hurts but you wouldn't care if I told you...
and like last summer, those memories of you will never fade...
Checked my tweets about 3 months ago, freedom was all to myself and I loved the contentment it gave me. Now what am I? Feeling so empty in your absence.
It's a give and take thing, but if one keeps giving, what can the other one do? Simply taking it for granted, no?
Watched a video on youtube, all I've learnt from it is that not everyone deserves a second chance, I'm guessing I'm one of them. You said, what is done is done, clearly stated there's no compensation can be done. And besides letting it go what can I do?
It's as if I'm holding a glass while you're pouring boiling water to it, it soon pours out and I HAVE to let go of it. Oftentimes, I personally think that giving up is forced by the environment, or the other party.
I'm thinking if my life is a little TOO lucky.
Whenever I'm sad, there's always someone who is willing to cheer me up (but usually not the one I thought I needed the most).
I have a bunch of them who showed me that they really care...
I never had to face and adapt a sudden change in life...
I certainly hope there's no hidden meaning to it because I always thought behind every good thing, bad things await. Since I've been so pretty darn lucky, if bad things await, it must be catastrophic ones... =/
when I say it's okay, it only means it hurts but you wouldn't care if I told you...
Saturday, May 7, 2011
just like a fairytale turned cruel
I thought if the ending isn't happy, it might not be the end of your story yet.
but now, happy endings simply mean your story hasn't ended.
Happy endings never existed. Never did, never will.
Have you ever tried holding on to the SLIGHTEST hope and at the same time, it's being crushed by someone?
Or have you ever waited for a change that would never come?
People do get tired...
If I say hope is worthless, you cant trade it with money neither can it fulfill your hunger, It's a lie.
Without hope, anyone will be lost of direction in life.
A very big part of me wished that the hope you were giving would forever be there, so at the very least I had one more reason to stay by your side.
I've always been waiting, outside of your castle, hoping that someday you'll let me in.
But you never did, and I reckon you never will...
So if you happen to read this,
If you need me, you'll find me and you can.
I always needed you, but now I have to learn to be independent. Perhaps I shouldn't always miss you or hope that you'll talk to me
but now, happy endings simply mean your story hasn't ended.
Happy endings never existed. Never did, never will.
Have you ever tried holding on to the SLIGHTEST hope and at the same time, it's being crushed by someone?
Or have you ever waited for a change that would never come?
People do get tired...
If I say hope is worthless, you cant trade it with money neither can it fulfill your hunger, It's a lie.
Without hope, anyone will be lost of direction in life.
A very big part of me wished that the hope you were giving would forever be there, so at the very least I had one more reason to stay by your side.
I've always been waiting, outside of your castle, hoping that someday you'll let me in.
But you never did, and I reckon you never will...
So if you happen to read this,
If you need me, you'll find me and you can.
I always needed you, but now I have to learn to be independent. Perhaps I shouldn't always miss you or hope that you'll talk to me
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