A tiny lil question

What would you do...
-even if you knew what to do, you wouldn't know what to do..
Anyone out there, your comments required!!!
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Random Event

Going to temple mainly for worshipping or offers prayers where we get these positive vibes and blessings of GOD due to which we get peace of mind and our mind will be filled with positive thoughts. Even though not everyday, at least once in a week is a must. Because of some inconvenience, I skipped these task for almost one month as I'm here, not anymore at my hometown. Mind telling me that I should find out some ways to overcome this difficulties. But, it's seemed impossible where there is much more have to be think about such as transport, companion and of course the location of the destination. Ended up with home prayers but still felt of the absence of energy and relief as praying in temple.

-worried-

No Title, Sorry!

There is something more terrible than a hell of suffering-a hell of boredom!!! =p Boredom is like a pitiless zooming in on the epidermis of time. Every instant is dilated and magnified like the pores of the face. Too many works? Making us tired. Too many rest? Making us tired. Errrr... Here I am. Despair of yawns looking at those leaflets which doesn't try to do everything for everyone. Instead it focuses on making the basic things work perfectly. It should still satisfy the needs while being flexible enough to be easily extended by writing third-party plugins. Well, the leaflets of drugs are being collected or more suitable if I say it's being stolen by me. Taking out of all the useful papers from those boxes without asking ANYONE's permission is actually considered as stealing. Hehehehehe.. But I'm saving their lives from being thrown into the dustbin mah.=) Creating a new cute lil MIMS for me. Hoping so much that tomorrow is going to be something new and interesting.

*LOVE*

Longing

The tea cup rattles as you pick it up to take a sip... A small smile playing at the edge waiting to bloom... That look in your eyes burning for me, I treasure most... For I know it's for me that you have searched, to keep me selfishly for you... But that crooked smile will always haunt me as I sit on the kitchen table knowing you will never return...The day you came back to say goodbye was the last I knew I'd see you for that cause you fought valiantly, chivalry in your blood... The one trait I admire in your most and always will be...The body that came back as an emptyshell...Cried for you day and night..Afraid to wake to the morning light...The torment in me so great, my heart ripped apart as you floated away... And now again, I sit here alone reminiscing of the past.. For I miss you so much and in my heart memories being pressed between the pages of my mind..

Almost

hit by a car and it was my fault, and I knew better. But I wasn't hit. So, that's good...; )
Crossed the street just now...
As I continued on my way, my mind kindly played pictures for me of my mangled leg. My knee shuddered at its own vulnerability. As usual, I turned left and right..anddddd there is a big huge white car..one more step..

Banggggg....!!!

From a far far distance, I can hear my friends screaming..calling out my name..."(...)...watch out" and heard a loud strong horn sound. But still never realized that I should move or stop crossing. It's like I'm dreaming. Getting a picture of those scenes are currently played on the action in a slow motion..a very slow motion..Am I blurred?..No, I'm not..I like to think of myself as a responsible and safe walker and obey all walking laws. But just now I was inches from being misaligned and hit by a vehicle slowly inching forward, I was pissed. Should say something right?..like I'm sorry. I didn't.

Just keep walked away. Could hear some of my friends are crapping blah blah blah and completely shocked ..I began to feel slightly guilty, in part because I gave up sarcasm as an effective means of mature communication about 2 years ago. Folks, the rules of the cross walk really aren't that difficult but yes of course...it matters where you have to remain as yourself..being your own and STOP DAYDREAMING as it could make one get hibernated and totally powered off.. >.<

The fact..I knew..but still being active on it (daydreamer..)..hehhehee =p

* LoVe*

Oh my English...

Words getting stucked in my head last time..like counting million stars..Dreaming of how it all could be. But none can say what lies ahead..hmm..well, well, well, totally blanked out..How I suppose to start my journey.. I mean blogging?..without any references.. My brain gets into the hyper action mode and starts posting all these posts. It's been almost a year where I lastly touch de novels again cuz of the practical trainingggg..!!! So,here I am. Currently blurred- in a situation of something vaguely or indistinctly perceived..Then, he came, made an entry..my SAVIOR..! my Teman.. I felt some kinda secured and totally happy.. m nt sure whether he is reading all ma posts-that's probably because.. HE is a very busy man and maybe couldn't have much more time indeed to be spent as a blogger but still manage to. M not praising nor complimenting him. Better if they weren't called as "compliments". Maybe if they were called "mission-critical observations", or "actionable intelligence", or "man points". Keep thinking and wondering "What are you, a centaur?". Such an Awesome guy I've never ever met before. So proud of him and felt whole heartily thankful to (You-Know-Who)..=) just a pure thought..
 Whatsoevar, I'm back to my past again where my literature biz were made under some circumstances and totally widened up now. Grammar being improved I guess..=) and advertising scenario of family been reduced a bit..forsaken (00,) hehe.. Blogging makes one appreciates every micro things happening around em...

*To be continued*

Existence

Omg..I back again..!


Today, after ages, I am having a lovely homey time. Despite the sore throat and the persistent headache. No one’s at hostel. Cooked chicken  and had a happy, full lunch.
Had a comfortable bath..without no one screaming. “ Are you sleeping in the loo?” =)
Listening to Tony Orlando’s “ Tie a yellow ribbon”...That man is seriously amazing, I tell you..

Old is gold..ALWAYZzz....^^

After the last few hectic weeks of the shoot...it feels fantastic..
Now, I shall go and watch Scanner Darky and eat dark chocolate.. m currently lazymaking...Cheerio peeps...


.---yawning--- aaawwwww...( Excuse me, viewers)...

Bring it On

The holidays have been wonderful..really. Had a glorious time..doing a lot of things,..walking around,shooting little bits,getting high,being totally starry-eyed..but it's the end of it now. De 2^nd  practical training is starting from Monday and the attendance-shit is bugging me. but to hell with that..what an amazing posting at HPJ I had this year..everything was very special indeed..and so the wonderful days deserve this tiny piece of post..I guess..

so long.

I have to get back to serious, hard work.  Everyday blogging???..nah..impossible..Once in a week?..Errrmm..c 1st la.…=)

OR..

Maybe after this, no more posts at all..( a big full stop for blogging) TEMPORARILY…

-sigh-