fickle minds

i was just wondering what do i want to become in the future? as much as i like art and craft, probably it should just remain as an interest or just a hobby. besides that, i love reading books on nutritions and health. knowing what’s best for my body makes me excited and eager to plan my next meal.

but can the both of my interest earn me a living in the future? slim chance. therefore, i think i might as well settle for accounting n finance and perhaps marketing. thinking about these subjects makes me feel dreadful about my education in university.

is it really practical to pursue a dream where u arent sure of? as much as i love doing all those things, i have to think of the reality world. can i really survive on card makings? sigh….

when someone refuses to let go and move on, they will be the ones who suffer the  consequences.knowing for a fact that there aint any more hope, persistence will only be a fool’s choice. passing each living day with adventurous and exciting events not only spice up one’s life, it also makes the person feel a sense of belonging, in this world.

hoping for a miracle to happen is just like waiting for pigs to fly. in fact, miracles only happen on those who have done much good and who deserves it.

sometimes i wonder myself, what am i doing with my life? am i making full use of it? or am i simply wasting my life on things that are not worth my time? is loving someone who doesnt love you as important as not loving someone who loves you dearly? i’m confused by my words..the thing is up till this very moment, i’m unsure of which is most important to me, my family and my friends.

i’ve always wanted to travel around the world, to look at the world in a totally different perspective, meeting the fortunate and unfortunate ones. believing what you hear is simply an idiot’s job but most humans are idiots.including myself. every time i tell myself i shouldnt listen to what others have to say about something but always end up affecting my perception. how lame is that?

nonetheless, there are times when i stand by my principles and hold on to it till the very end. i will never let my personal beliefs waver because of the influences of others whether it’s my parents or the media or my friends. i believe in what i believe.

is it wrong to like someone you’ve known half your life? well make that 2/3 of your life? perhaps loneliness has its ways to make people fall for the wrong people at the right time? looking back in the past makes one feel lament, joy, nostalgic, happy, wonderful, annoyed, memorable, and unforgettable.

pondering on the past will never bring any effect to the present while looking beyond the future will only make one feel hopeful and left disappointed. so what should one do? maybe being likeable isnt really the most important thing.it’s who you can turn to when u’re down that matters.

realising one’s true colours can truly be enlightening. i suppose humans are just alike with most having 2 faces.what’s wrong telling the person that you dont like them in the face?i strongly feel that is most appropriate as at least one is being honest to the other? dont u think?

but it aint easy confessing to someone whom you know would only treat you as a friend for ever and ever. but is it possible for that to change? hmm…i dont have a clue.as far as this matter is concerned, i find that people who end up liking their ‘best friend’ or ‘childhood friend’ or ‘long lost friend’, will always be the happiest couple. (including it’s a mutual attraction kind of thing, if not it’ll only be both termenting and miserable)

the bottom line is that i hope for nothing but the best for everyone out there!

Meeting you was a pleasure;

Getting to know you was fate;

Thinking about you was simply unbearable;

Being with you will always be unforgettable!!

It was almost like yesterday when i first got to know you. Being the center of attention simply did miracles. Observing and figuring you out was a sight for sore eyes. Hoping so much to speak to you, I was distracted away by the company. Although we didnt know each other then, you remain a mystery and adventure to me.

Texting you for the very first time was pretty silly but courageous i would say. Guys always complaint about girls being too passive and playing too hard to get until eventually the guys would choose rather not to get. Sad but it’s the truth. Remembering the first thing I said to you was you looked charming. You were polite enough to reply ‘you look stunning too’. Addressing me as my brother’s sister sort of disappointed me but it was all trifle when we decided to go out one day.

Unfortunately there wasnt anywhere nice that we could go to but Sunway Pyramid although the venue was not very important to me then. Blue collared T-shirt with a 3 quarters pants with funky accessories and a manly watch. It was all perfect.THEN…

To Be Continued…