Hey.
So I've been talking to a lot of Strangers lately. And, most of them have unique thoughts. I really could learn one or two things from them. They have different beliefs and a wide ranging variety of problems.
Today I met a stranger who thinks the world is not wonderful.
In my opinion, the world is NOT wonderful. But it can be viewed as anything we'd like it to be. Just simply tilt your head to side and you;d see that it's a whole different point of view. I'm not trying to ask you to be cheerful all the time. But look, by being an optimistic we could see the chances that most people might have missed. No matter how slim the chance it is. And besides, what's the point of being miserable? It'll only make you look one decade older or something.
And well, we ought to go out and look for those who really care, rather than just staying on the spot waiting for people to look at you. (Where most people only care for themselves or just way too busy to actually notice you)
I have to say that I'm loving my life right now. I just realize that I'm surrounded by so many wonderful people. They're just so amazing. :)
I love you all.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Today, I learned about unfairness.
The story was quite simple, really.
There's a teacher in my school, who, in my opinion, has no capability whatsoever to actually teach accordingly. Aside from the lack of skill, said teacher also has the tendency of blabbering in our class. Most of the words which came out from said teacher's mouth are just bull. Be it about other people, or about said teacher's own self.
Needless to say, I find it impossible to pay any respect for this teacher.
Not only are those my reasons to disrespect this person. Apparently, another quality (or mis-quality) this teacher owns is: unfairness.
This teacher just LOVES to give us low scores, despite of our best efforts. Said teacher just simply gives marks according to his level of liking for the students. In other words, if the student could kiss said teacher's ass, then this student is guaranteed to pass (at least his daily scores).
Another bad trait of this teacher would be that this teacher is so racist that the whole race in our school of which said teacher was bad-mouthing would play nasty pranks on him (for the lack of words).
I don't know how anybody could like a teacher like this. It's quite amusing to watch if it doesn't concern my grades. I'm selfish, I know.
--
Today at the laboratory I was busted for checking on my cellphone. And yeah, the teacher noted me.
It definitely sucks.
--
Finally, I won't be carrying my laptop to school anymore starting from tomorrow!
The yearbook project has finished at last!
JOY TO THE WORLD!
The story was quite simple, really.
There's a teacher in my school, who, in my opinion, has no capability whatsoever to actually teach accordingly. Aside from the lack of skill, said teacher also has the tendency of blabbering in our class. Most of the words which came out from said teacher's mouth are just bull. Be it about other people, or about said teacher's own self.
Needless to say, I find it impossible to pay any respect for this teacher.
Not only are those my reasons to disrespect this person. Apparently, another quality (or mis-quality) this teacher owns is: unfairness.
This teacher just LOVES to give us low scores, despite of our best efforts. Said teacher just simply gives marks according to his level of liking for the students. In other words, if the student could kiss said teacher's ass, then this student is guaranteed to pass (at least his daily scores).
Another bad trait of this teacher would be that this teacher is so racist that the whole race in our school of which said teacher was bad-mouthing would play nasty pranks on him (for the lack of words).
I don't know how anybody could like a teacher like this. It's quite amusing to watch if it doesn't concern my grades. I'm selfish, I know.
--
Today at the laboratory I was busted for checking on my cellphone. And yeah, the teacher noted me.
It definitely sucks.
--
Finally, I won't be carrying my laptop to school anymore starting from tomorrow!
The yearbook project has finished at last!
JOY TO THE WORLD!
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Ahhhhh... there goes my promise.. <.<
I failed to post yesterday.
My reason? It's pretty simple; I have to work for the yearbook.
Yeah..I slept at almost three yesterday. (Though I originally planned on getting no sleep at all...)
However, I still got one page to go..
*sigh*
Hence, I have yet to submit my work today...how shameful..
Nevertheless, despite of my lack of sleep the night before, I managed to get up pretty early (in my standard, at least) today.
The bell rang the moment I placed my bag down at my seat, whilst usually I was about two meters from the gate when I heard the bell.
Yeah, an improvement I know.
--
There are so many things that had happened today. Be it good, or bad.
I usually much prefer to deliver bad things first before good things, but this is a blog, so I'd just write it time-accordingly (yes, I fail my literature. BAWL)
--
Our form teacher, after satisfying himself by playing with the rate of our heartbeats, finally announced our ranks and distributed our report cards.
In my opinion, he's kind enough not to call anyone's parents or guardians.
Anyway, apparently there's an improvement in my grades and overalls, which quite lit up my day. :D
15 out of 48 /195 out of 535
Not exactly proud-worthy, but I'm quite content with my result; as much as to post the exact rank here. LOL
--
Then, the bad news.
Unfortunately, one of my friend's sister passed away today, due to an accident.
The exact detail is still quite blurry, but from what I heard, it's not pretty. At all.
I'm not going to lie or exaggerate, at the moment I heard the news I froze, then a big pang of sorrow hit me.
I give my sincere condolence and hope that she'll rest in peace. I believe she'll go to a better place.
And I also hope that my friend will stand tall and be strong. God will always bless us all...
--
On another note, there seemed to be a transferred student coming from Korea today. Needless to say, he became so well-known that the hallway where the class he is supposedly to enter is located was crowded with girls and curious students.
To be honest, I'm quite curious as well. But I don't think I'm THAT curious to exactly go and hunt him.
As his purpose to come at our school is to study the culture we have here, I won't be surprise if he writes bad things in his report after today.
Yeah, anyone would do so after being observed and watched like some new species for the whole day. People in my school just label him (though not exactly the labels of the western, just labels of opinions), like "handsome", "tall", "ugly", "plain", "hot body", etc.
Poor guy. He just comes to the wrong place at a wrong time.
I failed to post yesterday.
My reason? It's pretty simple; I have to work for the yearbook.
Yeah..I slept at almost three yesterday. (Though I originally planned on getting no sleep at all...)
However, I still got one page to go..
*sigh*
Hence, I have yet to submit my work today...how shameful..
Nevertheless, despite of my lack of sleep the night before, I managed to get up pretty early (in my standard, at least) today.
The bell rang the moment I placed my bag down at my seat, whilst usually I was about two meters from the gate when I heard the bell.
Yeah, an improvement I know.
--
There are so many things that had happened today. Be it good, or bad.
I usually much prefer to deliver bad things first before good things, but this is a blog, so I'd just write it time-accordingly (yes, I fail my literature. BAWL)
--
Our form teacher, after satisfying himself by playing with the rate of our heartbeats, finally announced our ranks and distributed our report cards.
In my opinion, he's kind enough not to call anyone's parents or guardians.
Anyway, apparently there's an improvement in my grades and overalls, which quite lit up my day. :D
15 out of 48 /195 out of 535
Not exactly proud-worthy, but I'm quite content with my result; as much as to post the exact rank here. LOL
--
Then, the bad news.
Unfortunately, one of my friend's sister passed away today, due to an accident.
The exact detail is still quite blurry, but from what I heard, it's not pretty. At all.
I'm not going to lie or exaggerate, at the moment I heard the news I froze, then a big pang of sorrow hit me.
I give my sincere condolence and hope that she'll rest in peace. I believe she'll go to a better place.
And I also hope that my friend will stand tall and be strong. God will always bless us all...
--
On another note, there seemed to be a transferred student coming from Korea today. Needless to say, he became so well-known that the hallway where the class he is supposedly to enter is located was crowded with girls and curious students.
To be honest, I'm quite curious as well. But I don't think I'm THAT curious to exactly go and hunt him.
As his purpose to come at our school is to study the culture we have here, I won't be surprise if he writes bad things in his report after today.
Yeah, anyone would do so after being observed and watched like some new species for the whole day. People in my school just label him (though not exactly the labels of the western, just labels of opinions), like "handsome", "tall", "ugly", "plain", "hot body", etc.
Poor guy. He just comes to the wrong place at a wrong time.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
A post a day keeps the idiocy away.
Today was quite interesting.
Mom asked me and sis to go to the (somekind of) temple.
She had told us that she hoped people there would teach us things she couldn't teach. (Positive stuffs, of course.)
To be honest, I was kinda lazy at first. But really, after going there, surprisingly, I quite enjoy it.
The people there are very energetic and warm. :)
--
This week, apparently the topic was about parents and their virtue.
There was some kind of oontempolation. They asked us to close our eyes to, well, think about what they were going to say. And, they read about an article (that I have ever read about).
Here's the article (in Indonesian, from my inbox):
I LOVE U MOM !
Waktu kamu berumur 1 tahun , dia menyuapi dan memandikanmu ... sebagai balasannya ..... kau menangis sepanjang malam.
Waktu kamu berumur 2 tahun , dia mengajarimu bagaimana cara berjalan. sebagai balasannya ... kamu kabur waktu dia memanggilmu.
Waktu kamu berumur 3 tahun, dia memasak semua makananmu dengan kasih sayang .. sebagai balasannya ... kamu buang piring berisi makananmu ke lantai.
Waktu kamu berumur 4 tahun, dia memberimu pensil warna ... sebagai balasannya .. kamu corat coret tembok rumah dan meja makan.
Waktu kamu berumur 5 tahun, dia membelikanmu baju-baju mahal dan indah..sebagai balasannya ... kamu memakainya bermain di kubangan lumpur.
Waktu berumur 6 tahun, dia mengantarmu pergi ke sekolah ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu berteriak 'NGGAK MAU ...!'
Waktu berumur 7 tahun, dia membelikanmu bola ... sebagai balasannya, kamu melemparkan bola ke jendela tetangga
Waktu berumur 8 tahun, dia memberimu es krim ... sebagai balasannya.. .kamu tumpahkan dan mengotori seluruh bajumu
Waktu kamu berumur 9 tahun , dia membayar mahal untuk kursus-kursusmu ..sebagai balasannya ... kamu sering bolos dan sama sekali nggak mau belajar
Waktu kamu berumur 10 tahun, dia mengantarmu kemana saja, dari kolam renang sampai pesta ulang tahun .. sebagai balasannya ..... kamu melompat keluar mobil tanpa memberi salam
Waktu kamu berumur 11 tahun, dia mengantar kamu dan temen-temen kamu kebioskop .. sebagai balasannya ... kamu minta dia duduk di barisan lain
Waktu kamu berumur 12 tahun, dia melarangmu melihat acara tv khusus untuk orang dewasa ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu tunggu sampai dia keluar rumah
Waktu kamu berumur 13 tahun, dia menyarankanmu untuk memotong rambut karena sudah waktunya .sebagai balasannya.. kamu bilang dia tidak tahu mode
Waktu kamu berumur 14 tahun, dia membayar biaya untuk kemahmu selama liburan .. sebagai balasannya ... kamu nggak pernah menelponnya.
Waktu kamu berumur 15 tahun, pulang kerja dia ingin memelukmu ..... sebagai balasannya ... kamu kunci pintu kamarmu
Waktu kamu berumur 16 tahun, dia mengajari kamu mengemudi mobil .....sebagai balasannya ... kamu pakai mobilnya setiap ada kesempatan tanpa mempedulikan kepentingannya
Waktu kamu berumur 17 tahun, dia sedang menunggu telpon yang penting .. sebagai balasannya ... kamu pakai telpon nonstop semalaman,
Waktu kamu berumur 18 tahun, dia menangis terharu ketika kamu lulus SMA.. sebagai balasannya ... kamu berpesta dengan teman-temanmu sampai pagi
Waktu kamu berumur 19 tahun, dia membayar semua kuliahmu dan mengantarmu ke kampus pada hari pertama ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu minta diturunkan jauh dari pintu gerbang biar nggak malu sama temen-temen.
Waktu kamu berumur 20 tahun, dia bertanya 'Darimana saja seharian ini?'.. sebagai balasannya .... kamu menjawab 'Ah, cerewet amat sih, pengen tahu urusan orang.'
Waktu kamu berumur 21 tahun, dia menyarankanmu satu pekerjaan bagus untuk karier masa depanmu ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu bilang 'Aku nggak mau seperti kamu.'
Waktu kamu berumur 22 tahun, dia memelukmu dan haru waktu kamu lulus perguruan tinggi .. sebagai balasanmu ... kamu nanya kapan kamu bisa main ke luar negeri
Waktu kamu berumur 23 tahun, dia membelikanmu 1 set furniture untuk rumah barumu ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu ceritain ke temanmu betapa jeleknya furniture itu
Waktu kamu berumur 24 tahun, dia bertemu dengan tunanganmu dan bertanya tentang rencana di masa depan ... sebagai balasannya .. kamu mengeluh 'Aduh gimana sih kok bertanya seperti itu.'
Waktu kamu berumur 25 tahun, dia membantumu membiayai pernikahanmu ..... sebagai balasannya ... kamu pindah ke kota lain yang jaraknya lebih dari 500 km.
Waktu kamu berumur 30 tahun, dia memberimu nasehat bagaimana merawat bayimu ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu katakan 'Sekarang jamannya sudah beda.'
Waktu kamu berumur 40 tahun , dia menelponmu untuk memberitahu pesta salah satu saudara dekatmu .. sebagai balasannya kamu jawab 'Aku sibuk sekali, nggak ada waktu.'
Waktu kamu berumur 50 tahun, dia sakit-sakitan sehingga memerlukan perawatanmu ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu baca tentang pengaruh negatif orang tua yang numpang tinggal di rumah anaknya
dan hingga SUATU HARI, dia meninggal dengan tenang ... dan tiba-tiba kamu teringat semua yang belum pernah kamu lakukan, ... dan itu menghantam HATIMU bagaikan pukulan godam
MAKA ........................
JIKA ORANGTUAMU MASIH ADA .............
BERIKANLAH KASIH SAYANG DAN PERHATIAN LEBIH DARI YANG PERNAH KAMU BERIKAN SELAMA INI
JIKA ORANG TUAMU SUDAH TIADA ...........
INGATLAH KASIH SAYANG DAN CINTANYA YANG TELAH DIBERIKANNYA DENGAN TULUS TANPA SYARAT KEPADAMU
I LOVE U MOTHER
--
It was pretty moving, but then again, it was something else that made my heart wrenched.
Suddenly, the song Never Grow Up by Taylor Swift came up in my mind.
LOL, I'm gonna post the lyrics.
The song is really nice with the soft relaxing guitar accompanying the melody.
I just love it! :D
Today was quite interesting.
Mom asked me and sis to go to the (somekind of) temple.
She had told us that she hoped people there would teach us things she couldn't teach. (Positive stuffs, of course.)
To be honest, I was kinda lazy at first. But really, after going there, surprisingly, I quite enjoy it.
The people there are very energetic and warm. :)
--
This week, apparently the topic was about parents and their virtue.
There was some kind of oontempolation. They asked us to close our eyes to, well, think about what they were going to say. And, they read about an article (that I have ever read about).
Here's the article (in Indonesian, from my inbox):
I LOVE U MOM !
Waktu kamu berumur 1 tahun , dia menyuapi dan memandikanmu ... sebagai balasannya ..... kau menangis sepanjang malam.
Waktu kamu berumur 2 tahun , dia mengajarimu bagaimana cara berjalan. sebagai balasannya ... kamu kabur waktu dia memanggilmu.
Waktu kamu berumur 3 tahun, dia memasak semua makananmu dengan kasih sayang .. sebagai balasannya ... kamu buang piring berisi makananmu ke lantai.
Waktu kamu berumur 4 tahun, dia memberimu pensil warna ... sebagai balasannya .. kamu corat coret tembok rumah dan meja makan.
Waktu kamu berumur 5 tahun, dia membelikanmu baju-baju mahal dan indah..sebagai balasannya ... kamu memakainya bermain di kubangan lumpur.
Waktu berumur 6 tahun, dia mengantarmu pergi ke sekolah ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu berteriak 'NGGAK MAU ...!'
Waktu berumur 7 tahun, dia membelikanmu bola ... sebagai balasannya, kamu melemparkan bola ke jendela tetangga
Waktu berumur 8 tahun, dia memberimu es krim ... sebagai balasannya.. .kamu tumpahkan dan mengotori seluruh bajumu
Waktu kamu berumur 9 tahun , dia membayar mahal untuk kursus-kursusmu ..sebagai balasannya ... kamu sering bolos dan sama sekali nggak mau belajar
Waktu kamu berumur 10 tahun, dia mengantarmu kemana saja, dari kolam renang sampai pesta ulang tahun .. sebagai balasannya ..... kamu melompat keluar mobil tanpa memberi salam
Waktu kamu berumur 11 tahun, dia mengantar kamu dan temen-temen kamu kebioskop .. sebagai balasannya ... kamu minta dia duduk di barisan lain
Waktu kamu berumur 12 tahun, dia melarangmu melihat acara tv khusus untuk orang dewasa ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu tunggu sampai dia keluar rumah
Waktu kamu berumur 13 tahun, dia menyarankanmu untuk memotong rambut karena sudah waktunya .sebagai balasannya.. kamu bilang dia tidak tahu mode
Waktu kamu berumur 14 tahun, dia membayar biaya untuk kemahmu selama liburan .. sebagai balasannya ... kamu nggak pernah menelponnya.
Waktu kamu berumur 15 tahun, pulang kerja dia ingin memelukmu ..... sebagai balasannya ... kamu kunci pintu kamarmu
Waktu kamu berumur 16 tahun, dia mengajari kamu mengemudi mobil .....sebagai balasannya ... kamu pakai mobilnya setiap ada kesempatan tanpa mempedulikan kepentingannya
Waktu kamu berumur 17 tahun, dia sedang menunggu telpon yang penting .. sebagai balasannya ... kamu pakai telpon nonstop semalaman,
Waktu kamu berumur 18 tahun, dia menangis terharu ketika kamu lulus SMA.. sebagai balasannya ... kamu berpesta dengan teman-temanmu sampai pagi
Waktu kamu berumur 19 tahun, dia membayar semua kuliahmu dan mengantarmu ke kampus pada hari pertama ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu minta diturunkan jauh dari pintu gerbang biar nggak malu sama temen-temen.
Waktu kamu berumur 20 tahun, dia bertanya 'Darimana saja seharian ini?'.. sebagai balasannya .... kamu menjawab 'Ah, cerewet amat sih, pengen tahu urusan orang.'
Waktu kamu berumur 21 tahun, dia menyarankanmu satu pekerjaan bagus untuk karier masa depanmu ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu bilang 'Aku nggak mau seperti kamu.'
Waktu kamu berumur 22 tahun, dia memelukmu dan haru waktu kamu lulus perguruan tinggi .. sebagai balasanmu ... kamu nanya kapan kamu bisa main ke luar negeri
Waktu kamu berumur 23 tahun, dia membelikanmu 1 set furniture untuk rumah barumu ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu ceritain ke temanmu betapa jeleknya furniture itu
Waktu kamu berumur 24 tahun, dia bertemu dengan tunanganmu dan bertanya tentang rencana di masa depan ... sebagai balasannya .. kamu mengeluh 'Aduh gimana sih kok bertanya seperti itu.'
Waktu kamu berumur 25 tahun, dia membantumu membiayai pernikahanmu ..... sebagai balasannya ... kamu pindah ke kota lain yang jaraknya lebih dari 500 km.
Waktu kamu berumur 30 tahun, dia memberimu nasehat bagaimana merawat bayimu ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu katakan 'Sekarang jamannya sudah beda.'
Waktu kamu berumur 40 tahun , dia menelponmu untuk memberitahu pesta salah satu saudara dekatmu .. sebagai balasannya kamu jawab 'Aku sibuk sekali, nggak ada waktu.'
Waktu kamu berumur 50 tahun, dia sakit-sakitan sehingga memerlukan perawatanmu ... sebagai balasannya ... kamu baca tentang pengaruh negatif orang tua yang numpang tinggal di rumah anaknya
dan hingga SUATU HARI, dia meninggal dengan tenang ... dan tiba-tiba kamu teringat semua yang belum pernah kamu lakukan, ... dan itu menghantam HATIMU bagaikan pukulan godam
MAKA ........................
JIKA ORANGTUAMU MASIH ADA .............
BERIKANLAH KASIH SAYANG DAN PERHATIAN LEBIH DARI YANG PERNAH KAMU BERIKAN SELAMA INI
JIKA ORANG TUAMU SUDAH TIADA ...........
INGATLAH KASIH SAYANG DAN CINTANYA YANG TELAH DIBERIKANNYA DENGAN TULUS TANPA SYARAT KEPADAMU
I LOVE U MOTHER
--
It was pretty moving, but then again, it was something else that made my heart wrenched.
Suddenly, the song Never Grow Up by Taylor Swift came up in my mind.
LOL, I'm gonna post the lyrics.
Taylor Swift - Never Grow Up
Your little hands wrapped around my finger
And it's so quiet in the world tonight
Your little eyelids flutter cause you're dreaming
So I tuck you in and turn on your favorite nightlight
To you, everything's funny
You got nothing to regret
I'd give all I have honey
If you could stay like that
Oh darling don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
Just stay this little
Oh darling don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
It could stay this simple
I won't let nobody hurt you
Wont let no one break your heart
No one will desert you
Just try to never grow up
Never grow up
You're in the car on the way to the movies
And you're mortified your mama's dropping you off
At 14, there's just so much you can't do
And you can't wait to move out
Someday and call your own shots
But don't make her drop you off around the block
Remember she's getting older too
And don't lose the way that you dance around in your PJs getting ready for school
Oh darling don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
Just stay this little
Oh darling don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
It could stay this simple
No one's ever burned
Nothing's ever left you scarred
Even though you want to, just try to never grow up
Take pictures in your mind of your childhood room
Memorize what is sounded like what your dad gets home
Remember the footsteps, remember the words said
And all your little brother's favorite songs
I just realized everything I had is someday gonna be gone
So here I am in my new apartment
In a big city, they just dropped me off
It's so much colder than I thought it would be
So I tuck myself in and turn my nightlight on
Wish I'd never grown up
I wish I'd never grown up
Oh I don't wanna grow up
Wish I'd never grown up
Could still be little
Oh I don't wanna grow up
It could still be simple
Oh darling don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
Just stay this little
Oh darling don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up
It could stay this simple
Won't let nobody hurt you
Won't let no one break your heat
And even throuhg toyu want to, please try to never grow up
Don't you ever grow up
Just never grow up
The song is really nice with the soft relaxing guitar accompanying the melody.
I just love it! :D
LOL
Look, I almost forgot about my promise to post each day.
Senile much?
--
Anyways, our class held a sort of mini photographing session at school today. But it doesn't mean that there were tons of photos, just a few simple yet crowded and fun photos.
I still could replay the scene pretty well...not that it's special or what, since it's barely 24 hours passed since then.
LOL, I sounded stupid.
--
About the yearbook..
The most progress I made is actually today (surprising?), where I practically jammed a few pieces of pictures with a bit tweaks here and there.
Needless to say, I sidetracked a lot the whole time.
Heck yeah, I'm THAT productive.
Anyhow, I don't think I can actually make it in time by this Monday.
*sigh*
--
Speaking of sidetracking, I just realized that I love sidetracking a lot.
Like, for example, while say I was playing a game with several choices, and despite of knowing the right answer, I still will choose the wrong ones just to see the reaction.
...
Come to think of it, I guess many people do that too, don't they? <.<;
--
Actually, I don't really like the idea of writing the thing I was going to write.
So I decided not to write about it.
There you have it.
HAHA.
Look, I almost forgot about my promise to post each day.
Senile much?
--
Anyways, our class held a sort of mini photographing session at school today. But it doesn't mean that there were tons of photos, just a few simple yet crowded and fun photos.
I still could replay the scene pretty well...not that it's special or what, since it's barely 24 hours passed since then.
LOL, I sounded stupid.
--
About the yearbook..
The most progress I made is actually today (surprising?), where I practically jammed a few pieces of pictures with a bit tweaks here and there.
Needless to say, I sidetracked a lot the whole time.
Heck yeah, I'm THAT productive.
Anyhow, I don't think I can actually make it in time by this Monday.
*sigh*
--
Speaking of sidetracking, I just realized that I love sidetracking a lot.
Like, for example, while say I was playing a game with several choices, and despite of knowing the right answer, I still will choose the wrong ones just to see the reaction.
...
Come to think of it, I guess many people do that too, don't they? <.<;
--
Actually, I don't really like the idea of writing the thing I was going to write.
So I decided not to write about it.
There you have it.
HAHA.
Friday, January 7, 2011
I'm going to leave school pretty soon, while more procrastination was performed at the process.
Really, I didn't change that much since the moment I step on the teenage..I guess.
Perhaps it's time for me to grow up and well, be more mature.
However, just like many others, the me inside doesn't really want to do so..
I'm a human, therefore, I'm an insatiate kind of being.
Yeah, sue me.
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My writing skill has seriously deteriorated. I can't even write an appropriate paragraph to save my life. Tons of things jumbled up in my mind; so many words piled up waiting for an outbreak, yet I couldn't arrange them in order for people to easily comprehend it.
You know, sometimes, in the middle of writing (or thinking), there are some kind of voices whispering sentences for me. Most of the time they are related to the matter I'm writing (or thinking) about, but yet again, it's hard for me to find a fitting space for these words to line in.
For example, I heard, "One thing leads to another" just now while writing the paragraph above.
However, the sad thing is: after writing and editing for so damn long, I still feel that this piece of thing is not decent enough to be presented.
Said reason made me scrap most stuffs I write.
I know, writing is a challenge, and also a kind of art. And I've always admired people with great writing skill. Having this skill, in my own words and definition, means being capable of mesmerizing people with the depiction of the things around and dragging people into the world the author had so magically arranged.
Yes, I could hear, see, smell, and feel just by reading a book. It's like you yourself entered the world of the book and had your own adventure in a totally different universe.
Words are wonderfully powerful.
I'm a bookworm.
Sue me.
So, I suppose it's enough of the self-pity, and I decide that I'll post on the blog (hopefully) everyday for my brain to catch up.
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Speaking of brain catching up, I found myself lately being not able to speak my mind out. It's like, those awkward moments when you meet your crush. However in my case, there's no crush present, just ordinary people. I'm not nervous, just...can't say it out.
It's going to be a problem for me.
Great.
--
Though my hands are somewhat full with all those projects scattered around for me to pick (putting aside some of those which were shoved on me), I still find myself pretty much bored.
I just stared at these projects with droopy eyes. And also, I am a (self-proclaimed) professional procrastinator. Therefore, my progress is really damn slow.
I'm ashamed of myself. Seriously.
--
I suppose I could use a new year resolution thingy or two and prayed for a better self. Hopefully.
Really, I didn't change that much since the moment I step on the teenage..I guess.
Perhaps it's time for me to grow up and well, be more mature.
However, just like many others, the me inside doesn't really want to do so..
I'm a human, therefore, I'm an insatiate kind of being.
Yeah, sue me.
--
My writing skill has seriously deteriorated. I can't even write an appropriate paragraph to save my life. Tons of things jumbled up in my mind; so many words piled up waiting for an outbreak, yet I couldn't arrange them in order for people to easily comprehend it.
You know, sometimes, in the middle of writing (or thinking), there are some kind of voices whispering sentences for me. Most of the time they are related to the matter I'm writing (or thinking) about, but yet again, it's hard for me to find a fitting space for these words to line in.
For example, I heard, "One thing leads to another" just now while writing the paragraph above.
However, the sad thing is: after writing and editing for so damn long, I still feel that this piece of thing is not decent enough to be presented.
Said reason made me scrap most stuffs I write.
I know, writing is a challenge, and also a kind of art. And I've always admired people with great writing skill. Having this skill, in my own words and definition, means being capable of mesmerizing people with the depiction of the things around and dragging people into the world the author had so magically arranged.
Yes, I could hear, see, smell, and feel just by reading a book. It's like you yourself entered the world of the book and had your own adventure in a totally different universe.
Words are wonderfully powerful.
I'm a bookworm.
Sue me.
So, I suppose it's enough of the self-pity, and I decide that I'll post on the blog (hopefully) everyday for my brain to catch up.
--
Speaking of brain catching up, I found myself lately being not able to speak my mind out. It's like, those awkward moments when you meet your crush. However in my case, there's no crush present, just ordinary people. I'm not nervous, just...can't say it out.
It's going to be a problem for me.
Great.
--
Though my hands are somewhat full with all those projects scattered around for me to pick (putting aside some of those which were shoved on me), I still find myself pretty much bored.
I just stared at these projects with droopy eyes. And also, I am a (self-proclaimed) professional procrastinator. Therefore, my progress is really damn slow.
I'm ashamed of myself. Seriously.
--
I suppose I could use a new year resolution thingy or two and prayed for a better self. Hopefully.
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