Live it Right

Life is about making Something out of Nothing at all. If you're able to do that, you're able to do Everything.

Painted Life

Life is like a flower, painted to perfection, yet at the end it wilts, fragile as it is, only the stem left unbroken.

Fallen Leaves

Like the autumn leaves, we fall at times, only to find ourselves blown away by the wind, and thus we reach yet another place.

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Archive for 10.2011

A Post Without Image
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By Sicreci
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Big Head Prawn

Dear Diary,
I'm always doing something wrong,
Or keep repeating the same mistakes,
Over and over and over again,
I never learn my lesson,
I mean, never, ever.

After some time I'll do it again,
I'm always being blur and out of focus,
I'm the "Big Head Prawn",
I wonder if I'll ever learn not to fall down,
Instead of keep falling down and getting up,
And never learning how to becareful,
I'm as careless as a person can get,
Always doing silly stuff,
Always doing the wrong thing.

It's like the world goes round clockwise,
And I had to go anti-clockwise,
Always doing things against the flow,
I wonder,
What is it with me that makes me, me?
I'm so confusing I'm not quite sure myself.

Yours truly, Jane.
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A Post Without Image
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By Sicreci
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Headache

My head still hurts,
Gosh,
I wonder if it's the Sun,
or the Mood,
or the Stress,
I feel like taking a break,
I can't handle so many stuff at once,
If I'm at a job,
If I'm the boss,
I'll fire myself already,
I know that,
I'm never good at handling stress,
It makes me even more stress,
I need rest,
There's not enough time,
Why do everything need to come at once,
God damn it,
I feel like cursing,
You know I don't curse,
These days I just can't take it,
I'm emotionally+mentally+physically unwell,
I feel like shit,
I'm seriously contradictory,
I hate being left alone,
But now I just want to be alone. F***

Regards, Enaj.
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A Post Without Image
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By Sicreci
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Lost Passion

It's been awhile since I blog, thought I update myself.
It's true what my lecturer said in first year,
That when we were first year,
We had to passion to do our assignments,
Prepare for our exams,
But when we enter 2nd year,
The passion starts to waver,
It's starts to diminish until a point where you ask yourself,
What the hell are we doing here?

I find my classes boring,
Lifeless, as I drag myself to class each day,
I couldn't seem to have the "semangat" to listen,
I can't seem to focus in class,
It's really annoying,
I hated it so much.

I wish I could only seek back the passion I had before,
The girl that loves poetry, it's hard, and it's not getting any easier, sigh...

Anyway, I wonder if we should stay friends with guys we used to like?
But then found out he's a jerk?
When he really just not that into you?
I get that now, but haha, I think it's best we stay passerbys,
I might not even recognize them when I saw them in the streets,
I guess it's best that way.

And I'm coping...
Coping with life, without many friends over here,
I can hardly imagine what it will be like next 3 sems,
When he's no longer around,
And I'm all left with myself to feed,
I guess I'll go into my emo state again then,
Sigh, I wish my friends are here,
It's hard to blend in,
It's hard to click with these people.
I think it's because I'm hard to comprehend,
But honestly, if you only know me.
Regards, Enaj.
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