Ok, u love this thing.
Everybody in the room knows u love this thing.
U always wanted to do this thing.
U always find time to do this thing, the things that makes u alive, the things that makes your blood rushin backwards,ups and down, u love the rush feelin that makes your eyes brighter than the bluey skies. The feelin of heartbeat like the love at the first sight.
But suddenly...
The things u loved forced u to do them.
The things u loved demand for your adrenaline rush.
The things u loved feels more like an overtime duty that u have to finish before dawn.
Then u wonder why...
U missed the old feeling..
U try to find where u have lost.
Sit.
In quiet...hoping that everything will be normal just like before.
U dont like to be in this 'love without lust'.u will lost.
Let loose. Let loose.
“i guess its normal.if u are not tired of what u always do, then u are not human” - William McGrath
I smiled back
CUTTT !!
Monday, May 31, 2010
Spoiled Brat - i mind sharing
i know.. *sigh
I wish i wasn't signed up to the facebook. I have another intention; or mission to the 'why i signed up to the facebook' in the first place. Now i feel like facebook is torturing instead of making me happy while doing my networking job. I'm the one to blame of course.
Maybe i talk too much, shares everything i had in mind with other people which almost all of them knew who i am or i was. I think it's not even a good idea to educate/stimulate knowledge injection with your friends through facebook. While some of them who 'don't know the real you' might think that you are trying to be bold or showing off while the fact is that i just love to talk,communicate,love to share,what i had in the back of my head,my dreams,the curiosity in me. I just want to let it all out. I can't bear to hold it while i had audience in front of me. I want to let them know what i had in mind. I'm not trying to be smart azz either, whatever necessary, think whatever you please..just don't judge.
You know what, i was in the office while i wrote this down to a piece of paper. I can't hold down my fear. I'm not afraid of losing my bsaratd frens, i'm not afraid of being the minority. What i afraid most is that the feeling of losing the freedom of expressing what i feel and..doubted. Rejected. It hurts.
So now,do you think i'm mature enough to take this as a problem? Ain't that some spoiled brat i was talking about?
CUTTT !!
I wish i wasn't signed up to the facebook. I have another intention; or mission to the 'why i signed up to the facebook' in the first place. Now i feel like facebook is torturing instead of making me happy while doing my networking job. I'm the one to blame of course.
Maybe i talk too much, shares everything i had in mind with other people which almost all of them knew who i am or i was. I think it's not even a good idea to educate/stimulate knowledge injection with your friends through facebook. While some of them who 'don't know the real you' might think that you are trying to be bold or showing off while the fact is that i just love to talk,communicate,love to share,what i had in the back of my head,my dreams,the curiosity in me. I just want to let it all out. I can't bear to hold it while i had audience in front of me. I want to let them know what i had in mind. I'm not trying to be smart azz either, whatever necessary, think whatever you please..just don't judge.
You know what, i was in the office while i wrote this down to a piece of paper. I can't hold down my fear. I'm not afraid of losing my bsaratd frens, i'm not afraid of being the minority. What i afraid most is that the feeling of losing the freedom of expressing what i feel and..doubted. Rejected. It hurts.
So now,do you think i'm mature enough to take this as a problem? Ain't that some spoiled brat i was talking about?
CUTTT !!
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Kehidupan Kotak TV
Aku tak pernah berangan untuk mempunyai blog peribadi seperti ini 'di sini'. Aku cuma memerlukan audien untuk mengekspresi diri. Aku menyaksikan kehidupan ini sungguh indah dan menyakitkan. Aku suka bercerita, menyanyi dan berkongsi apa sahaja dengan mereka yang mahu mendengar. Aku harap ini bukan blog bunuh diri kerana aku telah mati sebenarnya. Selamat menonton kehidupan.
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