Saturday, September 18

i don't hate u

when we were five,

they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up.

our answers were things like, astronauts, president... or in my case, an officer.

when we were ten,

they asked again..

we answered, a rock star, cowboy, or in my case, a gold medalist.

but now that we're grown up, they want a serious answer.

well, how about this: Who the hell knows?


this isn't the time to make hard and fast decisions..

this is a time to make mistakes

take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere..

fall in love... a lot..

change your mind, and change it again, because nothing's permanent.

so, make as many mistakes as you can.

that way, someday, when they ask what we want to be, we won't have to guess... we'll know...

Monday, September 6

i am who i am

“he’s stupid, he’s trouble, he’s a loser.”

“there’s nothing that you can do to change it.”

“it’s a basic genetic.”

huh..

am i stupid?

am i a loser?

urrghh...


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somebody: why are you doing this?

me: doing what?

somebody: you came here to study dude. not wasting your time doing nothing..

me: sigh..

somebody: you got problem? seems like your soul is not here..

me: what??

somebody: you know..hanging around, play ball, guitar...that kind of stuff

me: huh..because this is who i am

somebody: what??

me: you don't get it, do you? people like you will never get it..

somebody: people like me?

me: yeah.people like you... academic is not my thing. okay? i want to do something instead of stay in my room and read books.. it is so not me..i like to play ball, do activities, help people.. maybe i even pretty good at those things.. i wanna get my own life...

somebody: but, sometimes we just got to go on with life. maybe this is your place, your destiny..

me: save your inspirational speeches for someone who really need it..i know who i am..i'm a loser, i'm trouble, i'm stupid..it's a basic genetic.can't help it...sorry dude. i'm stuck here. i regret on my own decision...


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what the hell am i doing here?

damn! this is not my place..

i'm not belong here

but this is my decision...

i'm going to fix this

i'll try everything i could to get out from here

sorry mom, dad..

i didn't mean to hurt you

i should listen to you from the beginning..sigh...



Thursday, September 2

i miss you..

"i miss you.."

"well, i'm here."

"no.i miss YOU..."



formula hidup

hidup x semudah teori..

walaupun saban hari aku menerima byk teori tentang hidup,

"ko relax jek dowh.ko pikir +ve lah"

"lupekan jek ape yang dah lps.ko concentrate ape yg depan ko jek"

"kite bwat jek ape yg kite suke.peduli la org nk ckp ape"

"just be yourself.bwat pe nk ikut org?"

teori2 tu sume aku dh muak dgr..

aku nk something yg btol2 bley yakinkan aku

"sume bnde start dari hati.klu ko nk sume bnde bley jd"

teori tu seolah2 tepat utk merungkai persoalan aku

tp camne aku nk bwat bnde yg aku x suke?semate2 utk teruskn idup?

"ape yg ko dpt tu la takdir ko.just try your best.msti ade hikmah"

kate2 tu bwat aku lg patah smgt.huh.x gune..

bukan aku x caye pd takdir.tp klu berharap sgt kt takdir tu BODOH namenyer

aku bley fikir lg la.bley usaha lg.bley ubah nasib aku

sudah...

nmpk sgt aku msih kerdil kt dunia ni

mslah diri sendiri pn x bley nk settle

cmne nk settle mslah lg bsr nnt?

aku perlukn sokongan

aku perlukan pertolongan

aku perlukan pengalaman

aku perlukan masa...