Working on a title that meant nothing to the blogpost or even readers. As for now, my blog is private and can only be read by me. This here is written based on whatever I feel like writing. No particular reason why.
Sometimes in life, when you think you're weak, that's actually your strongest point. Get me? Think of it logically. When you're weak, you tend to keep things in a distant from everyone there is and you hate being in that situation, you finally end up changing to be someone you used to be or even better. See what I mean by "when you think you're weak, that's actually your strongest point"?
Sometimes in life, when you find your other half, he really is not. He ends up being a total ass. How could that be? Have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe, you should stop listing Mr. Perfect because there is no such person. Even if there is, he might have something lacking from the list. Like sing or dance. Maybe call you up just to say Good Night. And that its finally time to just give up and wait. Let them find you. Let them be the judge of how you are without you trying to act being the one he wants. Because sometimes, he could even be your best friend. Somebody you never thought of having a relationship with.
Sometimes in life, I realized that your best friend will tell on you. Learnt that the hard way. I love you guys, I really do. But sometimes, when I don't tell you one thing, does not mean I'm ditching you. I need time on my own too. I need to share things with someone out of our circle of friends. Just look at what had happened. I can't be facing all those crap. It's pathetic. And please oh please, don't use thing post as another reason of picking a fight on me. Grow up, if you may. I can't take all the tensions. When I don't tell you one thing now, eventually I will. When I don't talk to you now, I'll come searching by the end of the day. Have I ever ran away without a word from any of you? You guys have done it to me,ada la.
Sometimes in life, your sister or brother ends up being your closest friend. I know I could count on Abang Alif or `Ain and even Jim. I don't know why, but I'm growing fonder to those people. It's like I've been missing out on a lot with them all this while. Abang is great as he is. `Ain, well nothing can ever change her. So can Jim. Eventually, by the end of the day, I'd end up to my family members and tell them how my day went. What happened and such. Like how abang told me about the car crash, how he hit Rafik with the paintball balls, how his boss called him up to give him CDs. You know, if you haven't had any touch with you sibs, go. You'll never regret. Because family, never falls apart.
Sometimes in life, working is a good reason to give a good reason to sleep. It has been a long and tiring week. For me, at least. Work has always been fun for me. Kids had always been my strongest passion. I even wanted to take up Child Psychologist course. But then I realized that you have to be a psycho to be a psychologist. Haha, no. Kidding. Other than working with kids, I'm also working my butt out to be a air stewardess. Drop the questions "Are you tall enough?" I'm not. I could be if you have faith in me. Being a stewardess has always been my dream ever since I was in primary. Other than being a waitress, -.-" Haha moment, I know. I've always had been a fan of flying around the world. I've been approached by a stewardess before and she told me how nice it is yet tiring to be a stewardess. On second thought, what work is not tiring? You sit at home by the computer, your eyes will sore. You sit in the office, you get called to go here and there, you go home with back aches. In the end, everything you do has their side effects. It all ends up as you having interest in doing so.
Sometimes in life, being pretty or even ugly hurts. Its also something that I'm often been pressured about. It comes from Jim saying "Wow, I never knew kakak had fans" "Whoa, ada orang suka kakak?" Those little "sarcasm" as you may say, hurts. I know, she's just a kid, ma. I know. But if I were to comment just a lil bit about her, OH! LETS MAKE IT A BIG DEAL!? Dah la okay. I have feelings. Even the tiniest little thing hurts. Has it ever occured to any of you that I'm sensitive? I have anger management. I can't control it. Eesh, stress lah!
Sometimes in life, expressing myself in my blog is not the same as speaking to one person who could make me feel I'm on top of the world.
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