Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Uncommitted

She's not fully committing to it, 
wanting to make the effort
but truly hoping she wouldn't be noticed,
so she could walk away,
so she could always say she'd tried,
so she could rest easily, guilt free.
- amended & taken from «One Hundred Names» by Cecelia Ahern


Recently picked up jogging as my after-work-exercise. So healthy, yea. But exercise can get sick as well. And I was hoping the rain every single day, so I have got excuse to skip. If I were to run alone, I probably wouldn't have persist for 3 weeks in a row. My self-discipline sucks. Thanks to my jogging buddy a.k.a. my boss.

I find myself kinda slack because I couldn't run for a long time. I couldn't catch my breath. The longest record was I managed to run entire round without stopping. I guess my condition that day was good.
Closing kicking in, which means October is just around the corner. Damn, the last quarter of 2017! What have I achieved so far?


Passed my JLPT N2 with barely-pass-result. Sigh. That's the achievement of the year.

Monday, September 25, 2017

Why writing sad post is easier than a happy one?

Planning to come back here with positive vibes. But no, only when I feel down I remember the fact that I have a blog. This is so pathetic. I made this place of mine a negative emotion outlet.

Why writing something depressed is easier than writing something delightful? People tend to share sad things rather than happy things?

But I decided not to engulf in negative vibes. So let's talk about being grateful.

Have got a 4 days long weekend, but damn, today is already Sunday, oops, it's already Monday, and I feel like I have achieved nothing. I should set out a plan or to-do list, to keep myself in track. However, on the first day of my holiday, I went for a movie marathon. Well, it was kind of unexpected, because I only planned to watch "IT".

You'll float too.


Turned out "IT" wasn't that scary. I didn't know what the story was about, all I ever knew was people kept sharing illustration of a clown under a sewer in Facebook, and illustrating if the sewer is in Malaysia, guess the clown couldn't have the chance to show his face as the sewer would be clogged by rubbish on the road. "IT" wasn't scary but some of the scenes were grossed. Like the one in the bathroom, where the blood gushed from the sink like water fountain and turned the entire bathroom into bloody red room. I like the story revolved around "fear" because the clown gained energy from fear. If you're not afraid, he couldn't do anything to hurt you. It's controversial that clowns are losing their jobs due to this movie. Well, that's because the Pennywise clown is not likeable and has a horrible teeth that eats people. Fear, red balloon and clown were what left in my mind after watching this movie.

Manners maketh man.


And then I received call from my primary school friend, saying there were 2 extra tickets for "Kingsman: The Golden Circle". They were FREE, of course we grabbed and went for it, even though the time was rushing. We were so grateful (maybe we didn't show enough), the movie hadn't start when we reached 8+ p.m.. It should have started at 8 p.m. but thanks to the advertisement, it started around 8:30 p.m.. Needless to say, Kingsman is an amazing one. Their action scenes would just make you WOW. For this sequel, they focused mainly on the "drug" and how U.S. president handled the situation when the drug dealer distributed the poisonous drugs around the world. Found out that the president is a selfish person, he thinks that everyone who takes drugs isn't worth to save, so he locked them up in a stadium and let them go down together with the drug dealer. This is kind of a hero movie, so ended up Kingsman saved the world.

The sky recently is just too beautiful.

Friday, September 15, 2017

Cowardice

I'm fucking hating your cowardice!
 Had been extremely honest, but where's the answer?
   What I get was "has seen".

But maybe your no-reply is the best reply I've got. Thank you?

Feel like I'm being torn apart. :/
Self-loathe. When can I move on?


Thursday, September 7, 2017

Where's positivity?

My previous blog posted too many negative and depressed posts so I decided to close it down and opened up a new one instead. I was determined to make my new blog look more fresh and positive. I was.

But I guess humans are prone to negative vibes as somehow being sad is so much easy than being happy. That uplifting is hard you know? When things aren't easy either.

I know being happy is hard, people tend to allow themselves to feel sad for something that they can't control. Like, today is a bad day, because I met a rude road user that cut my queue, and client made me redo thing for God knows how many times she amended, and expecting on time release from work but no. I've read so many articles and even book that tell me how to change my perspective when nasty things happen. It ain't easy, it's even harder to have to decide what to eat for lunch. But I'll try. I don't want my heart to get sick for being too indulged in negativity.

I knew my colleague doesn't like people to step on her shoes, and yet I dunno why I did that yesterday and I caught off my guard because of the expression she wore when she responded to me. The feeling of she-hates-me-now immediately arouse within me. But I just hope it's just me over thinking. I just love over thinking and I can't help it.

I could easily relate to something that I saw, I heard, I read or people's actions and their words. I feel like I've been living too warily. I'm afraid I'll be abandoned because it's me, that make the situation ended in a bad way. It's proven. People I care eventually exit my life. Or maybe I'm the one make them to?

I'm in need of a warm hug and someone who's words aligned with their action. I'm still hoping there will be someone - even if I block them out, they still persist to try until I open my door to them. #miracle #righttiming #rightperson


Rainbows introduce us to reflections of different beautiful possibilities so we never forget that pain and grief are not the final options in life.
- Aberjhani -