When all your problems seem insurmountable and you're facing a giant wall of "why me" and self-pity,
There's someone else out there who would give almost anything to be you.
Might be the girl in your math class who's failing, might be the guy on that bus who's parents won't let him back home.
Might be the teacher who's lost his youth somewhere along the way, or the old lady on the street who has to go home to an empty house.
To them, maybe you stand on a platform higher than they, and they watch you with "want" and "wish" in their eyes.
Doesn't that put things into perspective?
Monday, May 30, 2011
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Ask Me Seriously
Sometimes I wish time would stop because it's hard to realise that this moment is going to end and so will the next and the next and there is no forever.
Labels:
the gazette,
things I want to remember,
uruha
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Maybe Slightly, Just A Little Bit Wonderful.
You look that way, and you like certain things.
You do reckless things and smoke all the time;
standing almost defiantly in higher spaces [because the out-of-the-way corner you liked got "renovated" away.]
You're kind of awkward sometimes,
I wonder if it's because of the way people sometimes give you funny looks.
I wonder if that's why you sometimes satirize yourself [don't] with that ironic twist of your mouth.
Sometimes I forget that you are, really, rather strange looking.
We're kinda the same.
Only really, we're not.
Because I'm not brave enough to be myself like you are yourself.
So I wear a pick necklace and old-band shirts, while you wear yours on your skin and breathe it out.
People give us funny looks.
Only, they're probably for different reasons.
But you still stand on your perch, with no remorse.
Because you are who you are.
And I think, you are the most interesting person I have ever met.
And that perhaps,
You are maybe slightly, just a little bit wonderful.
Someday, when I get around to it
I'll tell you.
Because I have never met a vegetarian metalhead, with dreadlocks and tattoos, and a masters in Philosophy, who works on questions in pubs, smokes like a chimney, wears a different band shirt every day of the week, and gives out 60/100 because its 2 in the morning and they can't be fucked marking wrong answers any more.
Screw what other people think of you.
You are brilliant.
And mine is the only opinion that matters.
Picture credits: unknown, sorry.
You do reckless things and smoke all the time;
standing almost defiantly in higher spaces [because the out-of-the-way corner you liked got "renovated" away.]
You're kind of awkward sometimes,
I wonder if it's because of the way people sometimes give you funny looks.
I wonder if that's why you sometimes satirize yourself [don't] with that ironic twist of your mouth.
Sometimes I forget that you are, really, rather strange looking.
We're kinda the same.
Only really, we're not.
Because I'm not brave enough to be myself like you are yourself.
So I wear a pick necklace and old-band shirts, while you wear yours on your skin and breathe it out.
People give us funny looks.
Only, they're probably for different reasons.
But you still stand on your perch, with no remorse.
Because you are who you are.
And I think, you are the most interesting person I have ever met.
And that perhaps,
You are maybe slightly, just a little bit wonderful.
Someday, when I get around to it
I'll tell you.
Because I have never met a vegetarian metalhead, with dreadlocks and tattoos, and a masters in Philosophy, who works on questions in pubs, smokes like a chimney, wears a different band shirt every day of the week, and gives out 60/100 because its 2 in the morning and they can't be fucked marking wrong answers any more.
Screw what other people think of you.
You are brilliant.
And mine is the only opinion that matters.
Picture credits: unknown, sorry.
Labels:
writing
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
To Create Good Memories...
I want to do something special for my birthday this year.
I'll have a few weeks break around June - July, and my birthday is the weekend of the first week back at uni.
I'm thinking of going overseas. But I'm not sure what to do...
I'll have a few weeks break around June - July, and my birthday is the weekend of the first week back at uni.
I'm thinking of going overseas. But I'm not sure what to do...
- Dreamworld, waterfront hotels and smoking on beaches at night in Australia.
- Working, saving, ESPs and poetic justice with PS Company Tour 2011 in Japan. (mid-July)
- Midnight flights after exams, long-admired basses and Plastic Tree Summer Tour 2011 in Japan. (22 June)
- Reliving things, shopping and awkward situations in China.
- Redoing things properly, family and Chinatown in SF/LA in California.
- New things, photography and cabs in New York.
- Squandering time and money, meeting friends and smoking on beaches at night in Wellington, NZ.
- Wasting money, "living it up while you can" and spinning statues in Auckland, NZ.
- Hotel room with all-night-long-movie-marathon and room service in the morning with friends.
- Drinking and clubbing and losing my mind.
- Practicing music until my fingers bleed and I can't feel these bones anymore.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
New Years Eve 11:44pm 2010
Two years ago, I wished for happiness, last year I wished for no regrets. For the coming year, I want to improve. I want to become someone I am happy with. I want to improve everything.
I still procrastinate, I still feel sad. But slowly I hope to succeed beyond these traits.
I will do as much as I can, because that is all I can do.
Right now, I am tired and it is hard to think. Because this year was really wonderful (mosty), perhaps I am still clinging to it.
Next year, I want to turn around and say "I did well this year", and "I am satisfied with what I've accomplished".
Last year, I said I would no onger let life's opportunities pass me by, that I wanted to do something with my life. I said "Don't hesitate and Go, you only have one life, so live every day with no regrets."
Looking back, I am proud of what I have accomplished, of what I have learned, of who I have turned into. I studied well, I fell, it hurt, I got to work and I made some money. But above all, I made good memories.
Beautiful memories.
This year will be the next step:
DON'T HESITATE AND GO FORWARD.
Because each small step means no regrets, and improvement and becoming something better than what I am.
["don't hesitate and go" borrowed from Miyavi]
I still procrastinate, I still feel sad. But slowly I hope to succeed beyond these traits.
I will do as much as I can, because that is all I can do.
Right now, I am tired and it is hard to think. Because this year was really wonderful (mosty), perhaps I am still clinging to it.
Next year, I want to turn around and say "I did well this year", and "I am satisfied with what I've accomplished".
Last year, I said I would no onger let life's opportunities pass me by, that I wanted to do something with my life. I said "Don't hesitate and Go, you only have one life, so live every day with no regrets."
Looking back, I am proud of what I have accomplished, of what I have learned, of who I have turned into. I studied well, I fell, it hurt, I got to work and I made some money. But above all, I made good memories.
Beautiful memories.
This year will be the next step:
DON'T HESITATE AND GO FORWARD.
Because each small step means no regrets, and improvement and becoming something better than what I am.
["don't hesitate and go" borrowed from Miyavi]
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
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