A Morsel of Me

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Someone who talks a lot, yet actually a shy one and might come off as indifferent or even cold at one point. A homebody who likes spending her time binge watching tv series or movies, or reading an emotionally exhausting book, yet always been thrilled with outdoor activities. It's quite contradicting, I know

September 27, 2012

When that time comes..

... I want you to ask me,

"How's life?"

and I'll answer,

"Never been this worse."

September 12, 2012

First Rant and an Answer

                 Firstly, I want to thank everyone who mind to open this post and start to read. You may already knew what things I want to bring up. Well, actually I never want to open to public about my own problems like this. But.... Here I am. Let’s just say this is the only thing I can do to clear everything up, before it’ll goes worse and worse and worse.

                 Why does this thing happen? Why? I never ever imagine this thing happened to me, even just once.
                And the answer is: Because I did mistake to someone. I did the same thing as people do to me now. Because I believe what people say about this someone. I truly believe what they say before I actually know this someone’s true personality.
                Am I sorry? Yes, I am.
                Did I regret? No, I didn’t.
                Why? Because this is what I learned for my whole life. Because if this thing never happened to me, I’d probably never know how it feels being ‘this someone’. I also would never know how hard karma does.
                And here are the most frequently ask question from somepeople to me:
                Do you know that lots people talk about you? Don’t you know what your ‘friends’ are talk about behind your back? Do you really this clueless/insensitive about your surrounding? Etc.
                My answer: I’m more sensitive than you ever expected. I already knew every-single-thing. From the beginning. I even know what you’re trying to talk when it goes to this. I knew, after all this time.
                Then, why you keep remain silent, even until now?
                Because I don’t care. I wouldn’t. I won’t. Also, I don’t want to make things gone far and worse. And besides, what can I do? Do I have to shout people out to make them stop talking sh*tthings about me? Or hoping their mercy to forgive all the things I’ve did? Huh? What have I did? Make them unpleasant? Then, I truly am sorry.
                Are those things that they say about you is true?
                What? Did they say I’m totally freak? Strange? Like a geek or nerd? Or worse, crazy? Ah.. How about this, if I said ‘No, I’m not like that.’ would you believe or instead you call me a liar?
                Don’t you angry with them? They’ve pissed you off and you know that.
                No, I’m not. 100% sure I don’t have any grudge, and I don’t want to.
                Why?
                Because people talk. They deserve to talk about everything even everyone. That’s what we’re doing everyday, don’t we? Do you think I’m innocent from talk everyone up? Try to remember this: “People who admit that they never talking about someone behind their back, then these people are truly the most hypocrite person ever.”
                So, you don’t have any big deals with everything?
                Who says? It’s a TRULY BIG deal with somepeople who pitying me with their mercy and start to act like they care, but actually they aren’t. If so, why are these people talking nonsense before they ask me the point of their question? They don’t need. Isn’t it tiring overtones someone just to make them speak up? Well, that’s awfully hurted. I told you, you can just shout out and bring everything up in front of me without mention it once before. I don’t need your mercy, I truthfully loathe it. Because I just accept sincerity, and besides I know very well the difference between them. That’s so obvious for me to differentiate which one who sincerly sincere, and which one who take a look at me with their - desperately – pity eyes.
                One more thing. I’m what I am. This is me being my own self. That’s why I don’t give everyone notice about what the f*ck their mocks. I also am what they call unique, because I’m the different one. Should I make a list what makes me ‘this different’?
                I’m not gonna change my self for this loving people. If I have to, I’d make it for my own’s sake! Didn't you remember? Did I tell you that I'm Luna Lovegood's cousin?

               Once again, thank you for reading. Forgive me for any mistakes. This is, my first rant post in this blog. Please, may understand. xo


Sincerly,

September 09, 2012

Stand Up and Go Ahead










Never give up for life.
Because until whenever, no matter what happen,
Life never ever give up for you.

September 03, 2012

A Flavour of Humour


The First Day


A passenger in a taxi leaned over and waiting to ask him a question, tapped the driver on the shoulder. The driver screamed, lost control of the cab, nearly hit a bus, drove up over the cab, and stopped just inches from a large plate glass window.
For a few moments everything was silent in the cab, and then the still shaking driver said, "I'm sorry, but you scared the daylights out of me!"
The frightened passenger apologized and said he didn't realize a mere tap on the shoulder could frighten him so much.
The driver replied, "No, no, I'm sorry. It's entirely my fault. Today is my first day driving a cab. I've been driving a hearse for the last 25 years."



Source: C’nS – vol. 12 no. 90