It kicked in
It's been 2 weeks since I started working and everything seems to be ok for me... well, I had a few task to do like checking or doing reports... all the titsy-bitsy stuffs... but this week the tasks are a little more harder... I had to do some queries, check this and that whether it's correct or not and some other almost similar stuffs... the environment here is ok... but have to pay parking of 3 bucks per day... and have to walk a little distance... oh, everyday dring lunch time around 12 or so, we have free fruits... usually it's in a box... that day we have kiwis, yesterday we had guava, and today we have pruns... but normally when I went to the pantry it only left a few not so pretty ones... but still better than nothing... sometimes, there's nothing left...
It's the time of the month dy... I hate it cause it's too much to think... not that I want to think but whenever you're alone, the mind wanders... too much stuffs, too much memories... everything I do seems to be wrong... I hate people telling me to think positive or some inspiring stories or whatever craps... you see, inspiration stories are normally from who? the rich and famous isnt it... they're rich, it's a different story for us... some say they live a hard life when they're young... and because they're hardworking, they achieve what they have now, or some sort like that... if you see out there, how many people do not try? how many do not take chances?
Everyone does... but luck just not by their side... LUCK? hmm... some people will tell you to see other people's suffering or bad luck... so you'll feel better for yourself... but given the condition of the people and yours, it's totally different... how could you compare? cause the world is an unfair place... some people are meant to be rich and some people are meant to be poor... some people are meant to be happy and some people are meant to suffer... people will only think for themselves... everyone is a selfish jerk, cause we're humans, so am I...
Thinking positive does help sometimes... but only for that moment... if you kept all the feeling inside you for days, months or years... you're eventually going to explode some day... or go crazy... or you might even take you own life... what is the best way then? or are there even one to start with? what is this so called LIFE? what is the purpose of living? do we have control on our life? on what we do? on ourselves? who are us? who are you? WHO AM I?
It's the time of the month dy... I hate it cause it's too much to think... not that I want to think but whenever you're alone, the mind wanders... too much stuffs, too much memories... everything I do seems to be wrong... I hate people telling me to think positive or some inspiring stories or whatever craps... you see, inspiration stories are normally from who? the rich and famous isnt it... they're rich, it's a different story for us... some say they live a hard life when they're young... and because they're hardworking, they achieve what they have now, or some sort like that... if you see out there, how many people do not try? how many do not take chances?
Everyone does... but luck just not by their side... LUCK? hmm... some people will tell you to see other people's suffering or bad luck... so you'll feel better for yourself... but given the condition of the people and yours, it's totally different... how could you compare? cause the world is an unfair place... some people are meant to be rich and some people are meant to be poor... some people are meant to be happy and some people are meant to suffer... people will only think for themselves... everyone is a selfish jerk, cause we're humans, so am I...
Thinking positive does help sometimes... but only for that moment... if you kept all the feeling inside you for days, months or years... you're eventually going to explode some day... or go crazy... or you might even take you own life... what is the best way then? or are there even one to start with? what is this so called LIFE? what is the purpose of living? do we have control on our life? on what we do? on ourselves? who are us? who are you? WHO AM I?
TEARS...
SCARS...
BLEEDING...
SCARS...
BLEEDING...
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