Today
I'm fascinated by the word 'if'
For 'if' holds a lot of opportunity
For 'if' holds the key
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
If life is a battle..
... then why do we frown every time things doesn't go our way? Why do people around us ferociously belittle and judge us whenever we make mistakes? Why do we hurt ourselves even harder whenever things seem to be a constant uphill battle? Why can't people comfort us and say that we must learn from our mistakes and never put ourselves down, all the time? Why must people offend and discriminate us by labeling us a complete moron or a total loser? Why must people always be skeptical whenever we say that we want to improve ourselves? Why can't there even be a slight benefit of a doubt? Life is a battle, and within it are numbers of war. We can't be wining all the time, so what's wrong with losing a few? Does our own life must always be dictated by others? Do we always have to be norm? Do we always have to be in line with the society? Does a little rebel or a little anarchy inside of us can be that devastating? Why can't we follow our own heart, and decide for ourselves what is wrong and what is right? Do we always have to take things seriously? Must everything be only business? Do we have to be so uptight? Do we really have to be stern with ourselves? Do we always have to silence those whispers that came from our heart? Can't we let ourselves lose a little to gain a little? Can't we sometimes yearn for a little break from the hustle and bustle of life? Can't we cut a little slack for ourselves?
If life is a bitch...
... then why are there so many beautiful things that lay around us? Can't we sometimes see the bright side of life? Does everything have to so depressing, all the time? Can't we laugh a little? Can't we view the life in different angles? Can't we see the beauty of the happenings that revolve around us? The sweet smile of our loves one, the sound of laughter when siblings get together, the content-looking eyes of our parents, the blooming of flowers outside our house, the affections shown by our pets, the comforting sight of an elderly couple sitting in their local kopitiam while changing years of love and affection that can be truly understand by them, the sight of happiness that is produced on the children playground, the satisfactions we get when we get a praise or a pat in the back when we did a good job, the joy of a wedding, the mutual respect and bond we gave birth to on an unorthodox places such as in a futsal court or during a camping trip, the harmonic sound that came out from our guitars whenever we pluck a note or strum a chord, the elated feelings we experienced when our loves one gives us a call saying how much they miss and love us, the sense of relief whenever we inhale air and knows that we are still alive. Do all of this escape our daily observation and went unnoticed all the time? Do we always have to view the negative side of our life and be stressed about it? Don't we have a choice? Can't we sometimes pause for a while and let our arms wide open for anything and anyone?
If life is a playground...
... then why can't we be happy all the time? Why can't we play and enjoy ourselves? Why can't we take any task and turned it into an enjoyable occasion? Why can't we be nice with another? Why can't we play along well with each other? Why must we throw hatred, discrimination, anger, rage, jealously, envy, gluttony, and others negative acts and thinking into the mix? Where is the love, respect, sweetness, affections, sugar and spice? Why can't we tolerate each other? Why must we always have to fight? Why can't we accept others' advantages and won't be judgmental about others' disadvantages? Why can't we be happy for others? Do we always have to be selfish? Do we always have to criticise others all the time? Are we really that cruel? Why must we always have something to nag about things but won't be nice once in a while? Do we always have to live in despair? Why can't we be a nice person? Why not?
Right now you must be thinking, what is wrong with me? Why must I be judgmental about everything? Why can't I be content and happy about my life?
This is not how I see my life. This is how you guys out there see your life. Am I right? Don't lie. Some people told me this all the time.
Life is what you want to see it. If you it is depressing, it is. If you think life is hard, it is. If you think life is wonderful, it is. If you think life if beautiful, it is. If you think life is giving the best to you, it is. If you think life is so stressful and full of problems, it is. What life is, is an eternal question that will not be answered by others either than yourself. You decide how your life is. If I were to tell you that your life's suck, do you believe me word by word? Do you let others judge your life? Do you let others decide for you whether your life is great or fucked up?
If you do, your life does suck. Period.
I'm not here to tell you how to live your life. Or to be a judge about your life. That would be immorally presumptuous.
I'm here to let you decide for yourself.
"If you don't know what you want, you will end up with a lot you don't"
... then why do we frown every time things doesn't go our way? Why do people around us ferociously belittle and judge us whenever we make mistakes? Why do we hurt ourselves even harder whenever things seem to be a constant uphill battle? Why can't people comfort us and say that we must learn from our mistakes and never put ourselves down, all the time? Why must people offend and discriminate us by labeling us a complete moron or a total loser? Why must people always be skeptical whenever we say that we want to improve ourselves? Why can't there even be a slight benefit of a doubt? Life is a battle, and within it are numbers of war. We can't be wining all the time, so what's wrong with losing a few? Does our own life must always be dictated by others? Do we always have to be norm? Do we always have to be in line with the society? Does a little rebel or a little anarchy inside of us can be that devastating? Why can't we follow our own heart, and decide for ourselves what is wrong and what is right? Do we always have to take things seriously? Must everything be only business? Do we have to be so uptight? Do we really have to be stern with ourselves? Do we always have to silence those whispers that came from our heart? Can't we let ourselves lose a little to gain a little? Can't we sometimes yearn for a little break from the hustle and bustle of life? Can't we cut a little slack for ourselves?
If life is a bitch...
... then why are there so many beautiful things that lay around us? Can't we sometimes see the bright side of life? Does everything have to so depressing, all the time? Can't we laugh a little? Can't we view the life in different angles? Can't we see the beauty of the happenings that revolve around us? The sweet smile of our loves one, the sound of laughter when siblings get together, the content-looking eyes of our parents, the blooming of flowers outside our house, the affections shown by our pets, the comforting sight of an elderly couple sitting in their local kopitiam while changing years of love and affection that can be truly understand by them, the sight of happiness that is produced on the children playground, the satisfactions we get when we get a praise or a pat in the back when we did a good job, the joy of a wedding, the mutual respect and bond we gave birth to on an unorthodox places such as in a futsal court or during a camping trip, the harmonic sound that came out from our guitars whenever we pluck a note or strum a chord, the elated feelings we experienced when our loves one gives us a call saying how much they miss and love us, the sense of relief whenever we inhale air and knows that we are still alive. Do all of this escape our daily observation and went unnoticed all the time? Do we always have to view the negative side of our life and be stressed about it? Don't we have a choice? Can't we sometimes pause for a while and let our arms wide open for anything and anyone?
If life is a playground...
... then why can't we be happy all the time? Why can't we play and enjoy ourselves? Why can't we take any task and turned it into an enjoyable occasion? Why can't we be nice with another? Why can't we play along well with each other? Why must we throw hatred, discrimination, anger, rage, jealously, envy, gluttony, and others negative acts and thinking into the mix? Where is the love, respect, sweetness, affections, sugar and spice? Why can't we tolerate each other? Why must we always have to fight? Why can't we accept others' advantages and won't be judgmental about others' disadvantages? Why can't we be happy for others? Do we always have to be selfish? Do we always have to criticise others all the time? Are we really that cruel? Why must we always have something to nag about things but won't be nice once in a while? Do we always have to live in despair? Why can't we be a nice person? Why not?
Right now you must be thinking, what is wrong with me? Why must I be judgmental about everything? Why can't I be content and happy about my life?
This is not how I see my life. This is how you guys out there see your life. Am I right? Don't lie. Some people told me this all the time.
Life is what you want to see it. If you it is depressing, it is. If you think life is hard, it is. If you think life is wonderful, it is. If you think life if beautiful, it is. If you think life is giving the best to you, it is. If you think life is so stressful and full of problems, it is. What life is, is an eternal question that will not be answered by others either than yourself. You decide how your life is. If I were to tell you that your life's suck, do you believe me word by word? Do you let others judge your life? Do you let others decide for you whether your life is great or fucked up?
If you do, your life does suck. Period.
I'm not here to tell you how to live your life. Or to be a judge about your life. That would be immorally presumptuous.
I'm here to let you decide for yourself.
"If you don't know what you want, you will end up with a lot you don't"
If I were to die today, how would I feel about my life? Would I be contented? Would I be happy? Would I be at ease? Will it effect some other's life? What would I say about living my life? Can I say that I'm happy with it? Can I say that my life is worth mentioning to others?
I have taste a few ups and downs. I have been through things that are worth mentioning, and are worth forgetting. I've known people that changed my life, and I've known people that are corrupting my life. I've walked on the safe side, and I've walked on the shitty part. I've been happy, I've been miserable, and I've been better.
Changes are hard. Changes can be easy. Changes doesn't have to be complicated. And changes mustn't be taken lightly. Self-made changes doesn't work. Maybe I am too suck to even change myself. Too weak to improve myself. Maybe I need someone else to propels me. To bring me up. To motivate and guide me.
Or maybe I really don't need anyone to make such an impact on me. Maybe I need the motivation from within. Maybe I need to wake up the dragon inside of me. He has been sleeping for quite some time now, and it's time for him to rise up to the challenge.
Or maybe there is no dragon after all. Just a squeamish mouse who occasionally made a lot of sound, but is too small to take any action.
Am I that pathetic? Am I that lame?
Can I really fight for myself? Can I be in control?
Is it possible for me to be stronger?
My guitar is sulking. I've been too emotionally attached to it. And suprisingly, I knew my guitar's mood. Whether she is happy, or mad, or sad, or dejected, or sprightly, or sulking, or needs attention. I know, I know, it's weird. And I know those feelings are a reflection of my own. But sometimes we don't need logic. We only need the delusions of logic, and a sense of hope, and a glimmer of faith, citing that we can be in control of something. And that something can response back in a timely manner.
I don't need a moment of awe. I don't need a standing ovation. I don't need a medal.
I just need to feel good about myself.
Under a moment of stress and pressure, man can rise to the occasion.
How I wish that is true.
Are things really that complicated? Can this thing I'm facing be untangled? Is it really a mess? Is it really fucked up beyond any recognition?
I need an answer, and I need it fast. This moment of uncertainty is killing me.
So if I die today, will I be happy?
NO
For there are things that needs to be clarify
For there are things that needs to be done
For there are things that I'm looking forward to
For if I keep looking forward, I might overlook the puddle of mud that is under my feet
I love me
I love you
I love us
Thanks for the memories
I have taste a few ups and downs. I have been through things that are worth mentioning, and are worth forgetting. I've known people that changed my life, and I've known people that are corrupting my life. I've walked on the safe side, and I've walked on the shitty part. I've been happy, I've been miserable, and I've been better.
Changes are hard. Changes can be easy. Changes doesn't have to be complicated. And changes mustn't be taken lightly. Self-made changes doesn't work. Maybe I am too suck to even change myself. Too weak to improve myself. Maybe I need someone else to propels me. To bring me up. To motivate and guide me.
Or maybe I really don't need anyone to make such an impact on me. Maybe I need the motivation from within. Maybe I need to wake up the dragon inside of me. He has been sleeping for quite some time now, and it's time for him to rise up to the challenge.
Or maybe there is no dragon after all. Just a squeamish mouse who occasionally made a lot of sound, but is too small to take any action.
Am I that pathetic? Am I that lame?
Can I really fight for myself? Can I be in control?
Is it possible for me to be stronger?
My guitar is sulking. I've been too emotionally attached to it. And suprisingly, I knew my guitar's mood. Whether she is happy, or mad, or sad, or dejected, or sprightly, or sulking, or needs attention. I know, I know, it's weird. And I know those feelings are a reflection of my own. But sometimes we don't need logic. We only need the delusions of logic, and a sense of hope, and a glimmer of faith, citing that we can be in control of something. And that something can response back in a timely manner.
I don't need a moment of awe. I don't need a standing ovation. I don't need a medal.
I just need to feel good about myself.
Under a moment of stress and pressure, man can rise to the occasion.
How I wish that is true.
Are things really that complicated? Can this thing I'm facing be untangled? Is it really a mess? Is it really fucked up beyond any recognition?
I need an answer, and I need it fast. This moment of uncertainty is killing me.
So if I die today, will I be happy?
NO
For there are things that needs to be clarify
For there are things that needs to be done
For there are things that I'm looking forward to
For if I keep looking forward, I might overlook the puddle of mud that is under my feet
I love me
I love you
I love us
Thanks for the memories
For those who wanted to leave suggestion(s) for me, do kindly leave a note telling me who you are, and some details on your contact information so that i know who you are and how to contact your for future reference. No, I'm not filling a law suit against you. Don't worry.
For those who already did, thanks a bunch for your time, effort and participation. Your suggestions are currently being analysed and researched by me, and appropriate measures are currently being taken to fulfill your wishes. It will not go down in drain, I can promise you that.
Have a nice day
For those who already did, thanks a bunch for your time, effort and participation. Your suggestions are currently being analysed and researched by me, and appropriate measures are currently being taken to fulfill your wishes. It will not go down in drain, I can promise you that.
Have a nice day
100 Things list (so far)
001 - Paint a graffiti
002 - Get a loan, get married, go overseas
003 - Get into a fight
004 - Finished me and bad's book (The Inside Man)
005 - Walk from my home to KLCC
006 - Hike Bukit Bendera (sorry la wie..melampau a kalau nak gi esok)
007 - Compose a song, Sara will come up with the lyrics
008 - Perform the song at Lepaq Cafe (Sara kene nyanyi, x kire!)
009 - Join iEARN and come with a project
010 - Try to play skateboard
011 - Pass all ACCA papers in one sitting only (err...payah ni)
012 - Throw a surprise party for a male friend
013 - Take a picture with a real mascot (i hope the Man Utd's mascot will be coming this June)
014 - Drink tea on the roof top (err...best, tapi agak aneh..hehe)
015 - Sleep at the bus stop
016 - Earn money by selling recyclable tins (hahaha..i have experiences doing this. My sis LAGI ada experience..hahaha)
017 - Go fishing (this is one of my favourite thing to do. This will be fun)
018 - Go apologize to any of my primary school friends (SRK St John (1))
019 - Hang out with friends from my primary school
020 - Get an iguana as a pet, named it mushu, and take care of it till it dies (i have always wanted an iguana for a pet. Not sure about the name though.haha)
021 - Bake a carrot cake, and give it to people
022 - Khatam Al-Quran in 5 months (insyaAllah)
023 - Make 10 new friends in one week (this should be fun)
024 - Create a comic strip (did this when I was smaller, but lost it. Will do it again)
025 - Collect 3 Powerpuff Girls figures (err.....err...err....)
026 -
Keep it coming guys!!!!
001 - Paint a graffiti
002 - Get a loan, get married, go overseas
003 - Get into a fight
004 - Finished me and bad's book (The Inside Man)
005 - Walk from my home to KLCC
006 - Hike Bukit Bendera (sorry la wie..melampau a kalau nak gi esok)
007 - Compose a song, Sara will come up with the lyrics
008 - Perform the song at Lepaq Cafe (Sara kene nyanyi, x kire!)
009 - Join iEARN and come with a project
010 - Try to play skateboard
011 - Pass all ACCA papers in one sitting only (err...payah ni)
012 - Throw a surprise party for a male friend
013 - Take a picture with a real mascot (i hope the Man Utd's mascot will be coming this June)
014 - Drink tea on the roof top (err...best, tapi agak aneh..hehe)
015 - Sleep at the bus stop
016 - Earn money by selling recyclable tins (hahaha..i have experiences doing this. My sis LAGI ada experience..hahaha)
017 - Go fishing (this is one of my favourite thing to do. This will be fun)
018 - Go apologize to any of my primary school friends (SRK St John (1))
019 - Hang out with friends from my primary school
020 - Get an iguana as a pet, named it mushu, and take care of it till it dies (i have always wanted an iguana for a pet. Not sure about the name though.haha)
021 - Bake a carrot cake, and give it to people
022 - Khatam Al-Quran in 5 months (insyaAllah)
023 - Make 10 new friends in one week (this should be fun)
024 - Create a comic strip (did this when I was smaller, but lost it. Will do it again)
025 - Collect 3 Powerpuff Girls figures (err.....err...err....)
026 -
Keep it coming guys!!!!
My sister and me went to NZ today (well, almost everyday actually..hehe). Then, we get into a serious discussion. The topic? How lame my life is right now. Huhuhu. You see, I don't really have enough excitement at this moment. My everyday life is kinda mundane. Day in and day out, it's kinda same. Well, I'm not saying my life is boring or sucks or whatever. As we were talking, we discover that there are so many things we can do to make life more interesting ie. go on a sudden vacation, go on bungee jumping or sky-diving, do some painting on the side of Federal Highway. Life's too short to be on a routine every single day, so why not spice up a little by doing ad hoc things right?
FYI, the source of inspiration for these kinda of thinking is from the movie 'Yes Man'. haha
So this gave me an idea. There are aplenty of things that I can do to make my life more interesting. However, I can't decide it on my own.
So here comes the good part.
I'm going to let YOU decide what I should do. Yes, YOU. I'm starting a list here, on my blog, of the 100 things I should do to stir my life around. Any kind of ideas are welcomed, of course with some limitations that I'll provide later on. Everyone is invited to participate. My lover, friends, family, stranger, anyone.
These are the limitations that I would have to impose on my list:
I think this is going to be fun. So go nuts. Leave your suggestions on the comment, and I'll will start compiling a list. Please kindly leave your name and contact details in order to make this right. And I will be devoted to the list.
Thank you for your time and participation. Let the game begins
FYI, the source of inspiration for these kinda of thinking is from the movie 'Yes Man'. haha
So this gave me an idea. There are aplenty of things that I can do to make my life more interesting. However, I can't decide it on my own.
So here comes the good part.
I'm going to let YOU decide what I should do. Yes, YOU. I'm starting a list here, on my blog, of the 100 things I should do to stir my life around. Any kind of ideas are welcomed, of course with some limitations that I'll provide later on. Everyone is invited to participate. My lover, friends, family, stranger, anyone.
These are the limitations that I would have to impose on my list:
- I don't have lots of money. So I won't be able to do some expensive and costly things, such as travelling to France and take picture beside the Mona Lisa, or go on an expedition to Mount Everest. Please keep it simple and doesn't use a lot of money.
- I do have a lot of free time. I haven't start working, and my classes aren't so packed. So there isn't any time constraint to this activity. Hehehe
- Please don't suggest things that might hurt me or leave me decapitated. I do love my life and my body so much.
- Please don't suggest things that involve drug, sex, and alcohol.
- Sex change is not an option.
- I'm not sure when I'll be doing all the things that have been suggested. But I'll try to fulfill the list as soon as possible, and hopefully before I started working and raise a family of my own.
- Please be realistic. I won't be a murder-for-hire.
I think this is going to be fun. So go nuts. Leave your suggestions on the comment, and I'll will start compiling a list. Please kindly leave your name and contact details in order to make this right. And I will be devoted to the list.
Thank you for your time and participation. Let the game begins
Conformity
Isn't it a nice word? Isn't it a comforting word? The kind of word where you can pronounce it over and over again without getting bored. The kind of word where you found solace in. Where you will feel good about yourself. You will feel content. You will feel relax. You will feel at par with your society.
conform [verb] : to behave according to the usual standards of behaviour which are expected by a group or society
Isn't it great? To be able to align ourselves with the society? To be accepted by the society? To let them embrace us with arms wide open and treat us equally without any judgment? Without any differences? Without any bias or prejudice?
Isn't it great to conform in everything?
Media told you how fat you are. How your weight is not ideal. How you will be left behind if you are not careful with your eating.
Yet, you conform.
Advertisement told you how a normal human body should look like. Calvin Klein and Victoria's Secret told you how a normal human body should look like.
Yet, you conform.
They told you that if you have an acne or a pimple, no one will talk to you.
Yet, you conform.
The clown with a peculiar smile and big shoes told you what kind of food you should eat.
Yet, you conform.
A company which manipulates workers from the third world countries told you what kind of footwear you should be wearing.
Yet, you conform.
The biggest capitalist nation in the world told you that most countries are evil, and they should be demolished from the face of the earth.
Yet, you conform.
MTV told you what kind of music and trend you should follow.
Yet, you conform.
People around you told you what you should think, how you should behave, who should be your friends, what and where you should eat, what you should do.
Yet, you conform.
They can put a Desert Eagle on your temple and paint the wall with your brain.
Hell, you will still conform.
Kudos to you people. Comformity makes you happy and content. Why change the status quo?
And why frown if you fell in deep shit?
Isn't it a nice word? Isn't it a comforting word? The kind of word where you can pronounce it over and over again without getting bored. The kind of word where you found solace in. Where you will feel good about yourself. You will feel content. You will feel relax. You will feel at par with your society.
conform [verb] : to behave according to the usual standards of behaviour which are expected by a group or society
Isn't it great? To be able to align ourselves with the society? To be accepted by the society? To let them embrace us with arms wide open and treat us equally without any judgment? Without any differences? Without any bias or prejudice?
Isn't it great to conform in everything?
Media told you how fat you are. How your weight is not ideal. How you will be left behind if you are not careful with your eating.
Yet, you conform.
Advertisement told you how a normal human body should look like. Calvin Klein and Victoria's Secret told you how a normal human body should look like.
Yet, you conform.
They told you that if you have an acne or a pimple, no one will talk to you.
Yet, you conform.
The clown with a peculiar smile and big shoes told you what kind of food you should eat.
Yet, you conform.
A company which manipulates workers from the third world countries told you what kind of footwear you should be wearing.
Yet, you conform.
The biggest capitalist nation in the world told you that most countries are evil, and they should be demolished from the face of the earth.
Yet, you conform.
MTV told you what kind of music and trend you should follow.
Yet, you conform.
People around you told you what you should think, how you should behave, who should be your friends, what and where you should eat, what you should do.
Yet, you conform.
They can put a Desert Eagle on your temple and paint the wall with your brain.
Hell, you will still conform.
Kudos to you people. Comformity makes you happy and content. Why change the status quo?
And why frown if you fell in deep shit?
Advertising has these people chasing cars and clothes they don't need. Generations have been working in jobs they hate, just so they can buy what they don't really need. ~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 19
"If you don't know what you want," the doorman said, "you end up with a lot you don't." ~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 5
"If you don't know what you want," the doorman said, "you end up with a lot you don't." ~Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club, Chapter 5
One day, there was an accident occurring in front of a hospital. This has resulted in a massive traffic jam for anyone who is in a dire need to go and seek medical treatment. A man was seen leaving a taxi and ran towards to the emergency department of the hospital.
"Please, anyone, help me. My wife is about to give birth to our child, and yet our taxi can't get through the traffic. Please, anyone," he hollered once he entered the department.
Being a doctor, and luckily I wasn't doing anything at the moment, I rushed towards him and offered my assistance. Together, along with some basic medical equipments, we rushed out from the department and straight to a taxi.
Without further a due, I lifted his wife's maternal gown and pulled down her panties. Just when I'm about to examine the condition of the baby, he tapped my shoulder and said, "Doc, wrong taxi."
"Please, anyone, help me. My wife is about to give birth to our child, and yet our taxi can't get through the traffic. Please, anyone," he hollered once he entered the department.
Being a doctor, and luckily I wasn't doing anything at the moment, I rushed towards him and offered my assistance. Together, along with some basic medical equipments, we rushed out from the department and straight to a taxi.
Without further a due, I lifted his wife's maternal gown and pulled down her panties. Just when I'm about to examine the condition of the baby, he tapped my shoulder and said, "Doc, wrong taxi."
When you're in the crossroad
You paused for a while
You contemplate on your choices
You gasped, your stunned
You may never believe it will come to this
But still, you're in the crossroad
The road that lay ahead diverse into two
You hope that your mind can be easily made up
You're wrong
It's hard to make decisions on the crossroad
Though the choice might be obvious
Still, you can't seemed to execute it
Your mind can't justify the path you may took
Everything makes no sense
You lost touch with reality
You no longer able to differentiate between emotion and logic
It became very personal
Your brain and your heart entered the battlefield
Both of it wants to emerge as the winner
It makes you realise that you can no longer trust any of it
Your screaming inside
You have mixed feelings
You want to fight
But you don't know the possible outcome
The thin, fine line between logic and emotion
It's fucking with you
The sharp pain emerged
The tingling sensation of defeat
You drop on your knees
Your body losses its ability to withstand your weight
Gravity wins
Both the roads look gray
You have mixed feelings
The ticking bomb
The screaming soul
The crying heart
The enthusiastic brain
The sudden rush of adrenaline
Your body pumps battery acid
Your heart races
You're still thinking
Which road is better
Which road is less agonizing
You cursed the crossroad
Why can't the choices be easier
You're empty
You're hurt
You're confused
It doesn't make any sense
You're still standing there
Frozen stiff in front of the crossroad
You started to lose hope
There's no light in the end of the tunnel
How can I let go my joie de vivre, if that is what keeps me happy all this while
How can I accept reality
How can I face my deepest fear and fight the monster
If you don't know what you want, you will end up with a lot you don't
It's only after you lose everything, you are free to do anything
I'm going to take the first step of my next move
I'm going to continue my quest
God help me
I'm gathering whatever strength I have left
And embarked on my journey
Revelation
I need that
You paused for a while
You contemplate on your choices
You gasped, your stunned
You may never believe it will come to this
But still, you're in the crossroad
The road that lay ahead diverse into two
You hope that your mind can be easily made up
You're wrong
It's hard to make decisions on the crossroad
Though the choice might be obvious
Still, you can't seemed to execute it
Your mind can't justify the path you may took
Everything makes no sense
You lost touch with reality
You no longer able to differentiate between emotion and logic
It became very personal
Your brain and your heart entered the battlefield
Both of it wants to emerge as the winner
It makes you realise that you can no longer trust any of it
Your screaming inside
You have mixed feelings
You want to fight
But you don't know the possible outcome
The thin, fine line between logic and emotion
It's fucking with you
The sharp pain emerged
The tingling sensation of defeat
You drop on your knees
Your body losses its ability to withstand your weight
Gravity wins
Both the roads look gray
You have mixed feelings
The ticking bomb
The screaming soul
The crying heart
The enthusiastic brain
The sudden rush of adrenaline
Your body pumps battery acid
Your heart races
You're still thinking
Which road is better
Which road is less agonizing
You cursed the crossroad
Why can't the choices be easier
You're empty
You're hurt
You're confused
It doesn't make any sense
You're still standing there
Frozen stiff in front of the crossroad
You started to lose hope
There's no light in the end of the tunnel
How can I let go my joie de vivre, if that is what keeps me happy all this while
How can I accept reality
How can I face my deepest fear and fight the monster
If you don't know what you want, you will end up with a lot you don't
It's only after you lose everything, you are free to do anything
I'm going to take the first step of my next move
I'm going to continue my quest
God help me
I'm gathering whatever strength I have left
And embarked on my journey
Revelation
I need that
Aku ada 2 ekor kucing
Seekor putih, seekor hitam
Macam yin and yang a pulak
Seekor duk kat depan rumah
Seekor duk kat belakang rumah
Dorang tak ngam
Dua-dua pun perangai lain-lain
And penghuni rumah aku takde topik perbualan lain selain bincang pasal kucing
Lagi-lagi time makan dinner
Sungguh epik perjalanan hidup kucing-kucing aku sampai nak dibincangkan kat meja makan
Nape aku cite pasal kucing?
Sebab aku ngantuk, tak cukup tidur
Seekor putih, seekor hitam
Macam yin and yang a pulak
Seekor duk kat depan rumah
Seekor duk kat belakang rumah
Dorang tak ngam
Dua-dua pun perangai lain-lain
And penghuni rumah aku takde topik perbualan lain selain bincang pasal kucing
Lagi-lagi time makan dinner
Sungguh epik perjalanan hidup kucing-kucing aku sampai nak dibincangkan kat meja makan
Nape aku cite pasal kucing?
Sebab aku ngantuk, tak cukup tidur
Fuck those backstabbers who pretend they like me, but start to talk shit about me once I turned my back. Who the fuck you think you are? Be frank assholes. There's no need for that. I don't that kind of shit. Don't fuck with me. I don't need fuckers like you. If you don't like me, if you wanna talk crap bout me..tell it to my face goddammit.. You fucking two-faced cocksuckers
You guys can go to hell
I don't need people like you
You can fuck yourself
You guys can go to hell
I don't need people like you
You can fuck yourself
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