Saturday, October 27, 2012

Friday, October 26, 2012

I think it is unfair how you rendered me with no choice. Stuck in your secret.
No space for me to be angry at you yet, completely devastated and how I am. I am but I am not.

Thursday, October 25, 2012

I never really understood the hyped people got when they were travelling or going to travel.
I mostly credit it to the lack of travelling I do myself, or the style of travelling ive encountered that ive never really enjoyed. So basically, travelling was never one of the top things on my list.

Its been 3 months since ive returned from that one month trip to the United Kingdom and Europe.
Every once in a while I would absent mindedly see flashes of that trip. Images like flash cards that come and go so quickly. Changing as I click my eyes. Things that were not profound or relatively important to leave a dent of association. Just random bits of walking around and seeing what I saw with my eyes.

The saddest bit of it is that I worry as time passes, I would not be able to distinguish the littlest fragments between an imagination or memory.

No matter, one of the best things ever.

Saturday, October 20, 2012

Thursday, October 11, 2012


At the first sign of any sort of difficulty, we tend to blame it on everything but ourselves.

Isnt it easier to blame the system, blame that person, blame inconvenience.

Surely there are some tolerable reasons that we cant avoid; but for the most part, we look to everywhere else but ourselves. Is it not possible that we are not the self-proclaimed victim of our troubles but the only one inflicting it upon ourselves and possibly dragging others in on our ride?

Its like if we got a devastating grade, we blame the system. How about admitting that we didn’t work hard enough? Somehow surely again, everyone would say that they’d worked so so hard. But then again, how do we measure how hard we’ve worked other than that apparently horrible grade we’ve gotten.

There is so much negativity and tiring complaints everywhere about how things don’t work out and about how this and that sucks. Sarcasm splattered everywhere with spiteful snide meant to be jabbed subtly to the person right next to them.

Shutting my ears to all that hurt and hate.
How can I live to love with anger and unkindness.

How can we live in the moment and love what we’re currently doing if we love so much to hate. 


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