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Thursday, February 19, 2009

When I wake up every morning, I know I have a choice to make.


Either I choose to be happy or sad. And this mood will bring me through the rest of the day.


Today, I chose to happy despite all the moodiness I had from the previous day~









I realised that I have changed in terms of my reaction towards anger. I cannot stay angry at a person for a long time. Within minutes of being angry and not talking to the other person, I felt that quiet and cold moment. It is this uneasy feeling that something its just not right. The mood level of the environment turns so cold and low. Hmmm.. Can't you guys light up the place with laughter and let me stay angry for just a little bit? =P~

My blood needs to boil up some day.








Rectification for myself that I am human and within the normality of life.


Life is really too short.





Time. It keeps ticking away!




Stare blankingly at the wall







or just check whats on Facebook. *pooffffffffff* 30 minutes flew by! How to get it back?



No possibilities.




0%






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In life, we want we want we want... its all about what we want...





how you get to the finishing line?



The timeline is yours to draft out.


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" I am still young, I still have a long way to go "

" You're thinking too much and too far.. . You're only, how old? 21?22?.."


A saying that most of us might have heard. Let's say you're 22 yrs old this year. If you think you have another 40 years to live. Think again.


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Everyone has plans, aims and goals in life. Life is a routine everyone goes through. How fruitful or beautiful your life is written, depends on the one who's holding the pen.







Day after day we wait for a life changing experience especially the good ones, what we often miss out are the bad experiences we might have to go through. We should always be prepared.


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A bolt of 'REALITY' strikes into my life, no thanks to recent happenings. =(

Seems like LIFE's REALITY is knocking hard on our doors.


No matter how deep the downfall,
we still need to get up,
put our feets to the ground,
and


MOVE ON!


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Are you still dwelling on hurting pasts?


planning a revenge?


collecting all your hurts and holding grudges?
(even if you say you don't, there is a minimal if you remember the event)


spreading dug-up past-secrets of a dislike?


sacrificing friends for life's selfishness?


sighing on routinal-work?






holding that nerve when your employer steps by?


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Hmmm...
Life is too short.
Think again.


What if the sun doesn't shine for you tomorrow?


Yes, you wont hurt anymore,
Yes,your revenge plan fail,
Yes, news about her/him is still spreading,
Yes, I don't have to face my BOSS anymore.....................


Your life (your routinal, boring, tiring life or whatever you call it) just dissappears.
Evaporated into thin air are,


Your plans, your looking-forward-to's, your dated occasions (anniversaries, graduation, birthdays, weekend trip , pay-day, or even BORING OL' MONDAY)


Childhood memories,




Family,


Friends,


My achievements in life,



all GONE...



ask yourselves,



" Where would I be, when I'm gone too? "



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About This Blog

A place where I can share my thoughts, interests and dreams to friends and family or even strangers who stumble upon this humble blog of mine~ The title of the blog was adapted from a quote of love from St. Augustine whom once said

"Love is temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become entwined together that is is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is.

Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."



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