天真

What exactly is a sacrifice? Sacrifice is something you do it in your own accord for someone at the expense of time and effort, and don't expect anything in return..

in the end?

yup.. you got nothing in return because u expect nothing in return.

Just like what someone told me, aim for the stars so that when u fail, at least u got the mountains. This is a stupid analogy because u just consoling yourself when u fail, which is not what i want. Naive.

Sometimes i hate it when people do things just for the sake of doing it, without thinking of what they are doing, and just do it because people want them to do it. Don't u have brains to think for yourself? And these people who don't know what they are doing, reprimand people who know what they are doing. This world is cuckooed.

How nice if people can live together without friction.. Perhaps that's why people always say "absence makes the heart grew fonder".. because there is no friction when that person is not around.. no friction.. no anything.. just you yourself.. you bother about yourself only.. and live for yourself..

Thinking of something... Some things happen around me and i cannot stop it from happening.. i just have to accept it.. I have no control over some matters which are important to me.. but that "matter" is not really something important to everyone. So when i say nothing and do nothing, everyone is happy..

Everyone happy can already.

What if you cannot get the things u want? Will u strive hard to get it? What if it's not the things other people want you to have it? What if it's the things other people don't want you to have it?

Don't bother then. Everyone happy can already.

Felt like meek guy.. lots of stuff i want to do in my mind, but it remains in my mind. Like a mice wanting to explore the world, yet afraid of the unknown. Like a mice wanting to break free and lead a new life, yet manipulated by the "do-this-only-because-this-is-good-for-you" attitude unknowingly.. Wanted to change the world, but who am i to change when i cannot even change myself.. the lazy me, the pervertic me, the bo-chap me, the timid me, the quarrelsome me, the weak me.

Indeed.. no matter how much i say, i'm still weak. I'm still someone who don't deserve a second blink in the eye. I'm just a calerfare.

Maybe i'm not living for myself, but i'm living to the standard of other people.

Must get use to being alone.. i believe i'll be alone most of the time for the next 4 months.. Let it be a period of time for me to think of my future and decide what is best for me..

Anyway this entry is nostalgic.. filled with a mixture of different feelings.. mixed together.. what do you get in the end?


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