Young Love

Teenagers or young adults these days just love getting themselves cooped up in commitments that somehow would be broken by infidelity in the end. Their profess "love" at the early stages of their youthful life seems to be the most common thing we find in this era. Just as how we see so many "perfect" marriages are being splayed apart. Oh how few of these young adults would realize the meaning of being youthful & fully committed to a person when the time is right.

As for the few who seeks for such commitments. They make it their mission. Their mission to find true love. Their claims of not being a whole because there's no Adam or Eve in their life. So much so that they make life for themselves at time a living, depressed life. Why is it so hard to live life to the fullest? Why is it that people think that in order for you to have a perfect life you need a partner to live it or money for that matter?

I mean god gave us hands, feets, eyes, ears, hands & every mechanism for us to move & breathe. He didn't say that you must have a perfect partner to make your every mechanism a perfect creation of God. So... Why oh why do people of such things. It has become a habit even the eldest are fed up of it. Them deem that these youngsters confession of Love are called foolish. To think about it, I think it's true. How about you think about it?

Dependency = Not reliable

I maybe young, immature & naive but one thing for sure I know is that depending on others is the wrong thing to do. So I might be in my teens but I do know a thing or two about hard labour. Yes I do come from a middle class family, so you might think I don't know what's labour. Believe me you shouldn't judge a girl by the richness of her parents. To be honest I'm not rich with money, I'm just rich with character. The one who is really rich is GOD. He has everything that money can't buy. What is that? You should ask him. =D

You can rely on your parents but until how long do you want to rely on them. Someday they'll leave us behind & go places where we can't go until it's our time. So rely on your friends you say. Until how long are you going to rely on your friends. Friends come & go. They don't stay with you forever as you grow up you actually grow apart as the mindset matures & it thinks differently.

If you want to rely on your friends until how long are you going to do that. Someday they'll leave you behind because your not independent. Someday they'll just get annoyed at you because you depend so much on them and they'll leave you stranded in the situation you're in.

So tell me who can you rely on but yourself. Isn't that the best policy. I believe so because depending on others tends to bring you disappointment & when you are disappointed nothing in the world could make you happy at that point of time. Disappointment is much worst then being left by your boyfriend or girlfriend.

If there's 1 thing I've realize in the years I've grown it would be not relying on anyone not even your own family. Pathetic, I know. Don't have to strained on that part, I know myself. But isn't it not the truth? Just give it some thought. =)

Old school workaholic?

Being old school is considered a bore. Youngsters my age thinks old school is too OLD & it's meant for elderly. Well this was said by the frequent clubbers. Well what good is techno, anyways?? It's some blasted music with a rhythm that repeats itself with awfully loud bass that drowns the tune. How people could stand clubbing, I don't know but I for one can't stand the excessively loud bass drumming in a small closure with carbon monoxide in the air. =D

Now listening to old school, jazz, r&b, classical music with good company & some beers or liquor is the best thing. It's just a time to unwind & relax have a few chats & maybe hit home with a 1 night stand. I don't know, who knows only God knows. So why am I getting terrible response when I say, " I don't club". Haha! I guess the whole outlook of me is really bringing that impression around. However, I like the idea how people think I'm that kind of person but I turn out to be another. Ace for me! I can't help it that I'm old fashion at heart but young on appearance. At times I look way too young but no matter. It's all about staying yourself.

On the other hand, I guess I can understand how work can be such addiction. Well if you're working for a career you love. I betcha' that you'll work yourself to death if you are so addicted to it. Work can be as addictive as ciggarettes, drugs, alcohol & tattoos. Like I said I find that you can be a workaholic if you love what you doing. Basically your mind is all focused on that one particular thing.

What about money you asked?

I don't think that money would play much of it if you love the work you do. The only thing you would look forward too is another day at work. Yes although at times it could be stressful but it's the challenge that makes you want to come back again & improved yourself. I get how people can  be a workaholic & this is one of the reason. Maybe soon I'll figure out more. But for now.. Life is about being real & original.

I am what I am.

Reality

We humans breathe oxygen supplied by the atmosphere, we humans exhale carbon dioxide that has been evolved from oxygen, we humans experience first hand love from our parents, we humans can't live without a life partner, we humans step on each other to get on top, we humans get jealous when another human is better.

The thing is that is REALITY. We can't stray from reality, the fact of the matter is reality is right in front of our face & we just can't run away. Go away & live in your own world, a world you created & want to live but someone or something would smack you out of it. Then you would be back into reality. Reality hurts, imaginary does not. Reality eats you but imaginary does not. Reality grants you assurance.

Assurance that you would learn to love, to spend, to gain, to die, to fight, to kill, to experience. But no imaginary would grant you that. It only grants you a fantasy that would never come true unless you are so rich that you buy your fantasy but then reality would hit you back. The fact of the matter is reality is in the skin, blood & organs of us. To part from it is suicidal.

The reality is I love being by myself & I dislike hanging around so much with people. The reality is I hate selfish people. The reality is I never actually like most people except for the 1 or 2 that has made my life a serene, peaceful & enjoyable one. The rest are only, I need you when I want other than that I'm just a human who faces reality like breathing oxygen. This was what I was brought up to believe that reality will smack you right in the face.

So get out of your fantasy & face the facts. Because reality will haunt you & it will stay with you till the day you die.

Let the ignorant fools be schooled

What say you if you realize that someone is saying something wrong & you correct them but instead of a thank you, you get.. "do not correct me". Now now if such words were thrown to your face what would be your reaction? Satisfied? Angry? Upset? No feelings?.. Basically, you're just gonna think that the person is a moron, am I right?

So if such a person existed which is a mighty yes what would you do such people? Torture? Ignore? I'll go with ignore & silent torture. The silent torture is smiling at every wrong things the person has done. Just keep smiling and do not even give a hint or correction or to advice. Just plain ignore with a smile & that my friend would get such people to a boiling point that he/she cannot take it anymore & would just burst. Now that is the sight to see. When all patience run out & the bomb has exploded. I just so love to see such things.

People love stepping on my toe when I keep my trap shut. Step.. step.. step is what they love doing to poor me. Pity? Yes I think so but it's not for me but for them because just like a bomb. Each person has his/her explosion time & that time would rise when the wick of the bomb is at its last strand of barrier & the defense line is broken & BOOM you get an exploded bomb.

My advice, never push the boundaries unless you are prepared with an armor at hand & a dagger at the other. Torture is the only the beginning of the movie, explosion is what that excites everyone most.

When hearts turn cold

People don't turn cold just with a snap of the fingers. They turn cold because people made them too. Sometimes it is not they want too it is because they have too. Sometimes they want too because they don't want to be connected to anyone. People turn cold because there's a reason behind it & behind that every reason is the same old thing, DISAPPOINTMENT.

When disappointment reaps the heart there's always a drastic step that would be made, ISOLATION. When isolation takes place no one can penetrate that barrier until something much more powerful does which is INFLUENCE & LOVE. If you're one who can not provide such penetration never ever get close with one who has a cold heart for you would only be filled with hurt & once that has taken place never blame yourself but just let time do the talking.

On another note;

Turning cold can be the best way to eliminate stress because your not dependent & trusting on nobody. When you're all that it takes the stress away on reliability but however loneliness would crowd you.

 

When sugar eats me up

"I was gonna go to class before I got high.. I could of cheated and I could of passed but I got high.." - Afroman

I'm craving for black chocolate, chocolate mousse, cupcakes, coke & cakes but then again medical complications is in my way to enjoy that. Just a lil coke gets me all hyper & then people would break into laughter. Laughter that gets them lil tummy cramps from laughing so hard.

It was conclude that if you plan on getting a flat or 6 pack tummy you should hang out with me because you'll laugh till all the fat is blasted out. Basically, touching sugar/glucose will get me all spiced up & prepared to go for battle even my mother is trying to keep me away from it. It's like "who let the dogs out.." kind of effect when sugar is in my system but that's where I get my energy. If not I'm dead quiet as a snail only sound when I'm stepped on.

Now afroman is stuck in my head & I've nobody to sing too. Everyone is asleep. ='(

Coz we got high!