Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Joy of sharing.

Sometimes, it's not always about yourself.
It's not getting yourself the new shirt, new camera, new earpiece, self pampering that you would gain happiness.
Sometimes, it's seeing people happy and touched by the thoughts and actions you have for them.

The kind of happiness is so much more than what I have when I pamper myself.
It's really awesome :)

The joy of sharing.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Late night movie emotional rant :x

Sometimes, I just think that, movies are so fake.
I have seen loads, not saying that they are bad, or anything superficial.
There loads of good movies, with good inside story/message.
But what happen in the movie stays in the movie and will never be real. Never.

For dreams, in the end, we still can't exactly throw away what we have now and really heck care and chase our dreams.

Beauty and the beast? Who cares so much about what's inside you, what greets you first is the person's looks, if the looks are screwed. Well. You know what happen.

Yes, it is true that, through movies, it triggers feeling that people are having inside of them, that's why they cry, when they see a movie, when they felt that the movie is telling how they feel out in whatever way.

But at the end of the day, when the "magical" feeling of that movie wear off.
Are we still going to feel that compassion and sympathy to that?
No. You will still be who you are before. Sadly.

No matter what. Because of what we go through are all different, at the end of the day, rich kids are still never going to feel how really poor kids are feeling to have the need to worry that they will have no dinner tonight.

Or the fitter kids will never understand that it's not that the fat kids are lazy toward maintaining their weight so that they can look good. While fat kids are there thinking how awesome it would be if they are just a little more conforming to the norms of the society.

No one would really know how each other feel unless they have really been there.

The statement maybe harsh, but at the end of the day.
When we sit down and ask ourselves. Do we even know what we want?

How can we feel for others if we, don't even know what we want?

I seriously cannot watch lifestyle variety shows.


Like seriously. I would want to end up doing everything that the show had just covered.
When I am going to have an immunology UT that I think I will pretty much screw on Thursday.
How perfect? I shouldn't have gone to watch TV. So much for relaxing a bit.

1. Now I feel like erasing my nails and repainting them again.
2. Get my ass up and start jogging.
3. Find someone to jog with me. LOL.

These shows really make me feel I am sucha lazy ass which is a fact though. :/
I should really make a start to this. But how?

That's a question and reason to why I always end up giving up. Failure.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

人。

瞥清了所有的虚假和面具的背后,我还是我。

我不是超人,我不会飞天吨地,我也不会飞檐走壁。
我就是我,一个贪生怕死,怕寂寞孤单,拿的起,放不下的无名小子。

我虽然表面上很坚强,不用你现在对我造成的伤害是你永远都弥补不回的。
就象一张有了污点的纸,就算用力的,使劲的想把它擦掉,痕迹依然存在。

因为你的所作所为,我们已经不可能回到原点了。

不管我有多努力,我对你的信任已经不会象以前一样的纯。
就算我自己有多想挽回这段友情,我还是过不了自己那关。

我不知道未来的路会是怎么样的。
不过,我希望不管最后的结局是什么,我都不要后悔。