Im tired.
Still sehed.
Rawr.
Im not happy.
I feel useless.
Rawr.
Really, maybe I am.
If I cant even bring happiness to one person,
How can I bring happiness to many.
Gah, pathetic me.
Goodnights.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Christmas.
A day to be jolly.
But different for me.
And maybe a few people.
Probably the worst christmas for some people.
I dont know.
Christmas didnt feel good this year.
I didnt feel jolly or happy.
I was sad.
I cried.
Christmas was also bad for my friend.
She was plagued by many many many bad things.
Some of which caused by me.
If only time could reverse.
Cliche, but i bet all of us want the ability to do that.
Just in case we make any mistakes.
Dear friend, Im sorry.
Really am.
If you would read this.
Hahaha.
Merry Christmas. (belated)
A day to be jolly.
But different for me.
And maybe a few people.
Probably the worst christmas for some people.
I dont know.
Christmas didnt feel good this year.
I didnt feel jolly or happy.
I was sad.
I cried.
Christmas was also bad for my friend.
She was plagued by many many many bad things.
Some of which caused by me.
If only time could reverse.
Cliche, but i bet all of us want the ability to do that.
Just in case we make any mistakes.
Dear friend, Im sorry.
Really am.
If you would read this.
Hahaha.
Merry Christmas. (belated)
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Reflections.
Mere images?
Or more than meets the eye.
Plainly put, reflections are just images.
That are copied from a source via a medium.
But perhaps reflections mean a lot more.
Reflections of our lives.
I see the people around me.
Their actions, figure of speech.
Somehow, it just makes me feel that.
Their actions is perhaps a reflection of my life.
I see my life in other people.
Ironic?
But perhaps this is the truth?
Perhaps this is how humans are interconnected with each other.
Through similar experiences, thoughts, actions.
Perhaps.
But I guess these reflections do mean something.
They definitely show that we have grown.
Grown for the better of for the worse, I dont know.
But it is sure that we've grown,
And our past memories are being reflected by someone else.
Then this thought comes.
Should we help them, if we had made a mistake.
Or should we just let them be.
Its hard to judge for someone else, especially because
Its not you.
You cant "be" them..
Haha.
Just random bah!
Mere images?
Or more than meets the eye.
Plainly put, reflections are just images.
That are copied from a source via a medium.
But perhaps reflections mean a lot more.
Reflections of our lives.
I see the people around me.
Their actions, figure of speech.
Somehow, it just makes me feel that.
Their actions is perhaps a reflection of my life.
I see my life in other people.
Ironic?
But perhaps this is the truth?
Perhaps this is how humans are interconnected with each other.
Through similar experiences, thoughts, actions.
Perhaps.
But I guess these reflections do mean something.
They definitely show that we have grown.
Grown for the better of for the worse, I dont know.
But it is sure that we've grown,
And our past memories are being reflected by someone else.
Then this thought comes.
Should we help them, if we had made a mistake.
Or should we just let them be.
Its hard to judge for someone else, especially because
Its not you.
You cant "be" them..
Haha.
Just random bah!
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