Archive for November, 2007

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Random~~!!!

November 12, 2007

when i have worries, i throw them up to the heaven amd watch them drift away with the clouds.

 “A great life is born in the soul, grown in the mind, and lived from the HEART.”

life is short! break the rules!

forgive quickly! love truely, laugh uncontrollably…

and never regret anything that made you smile

dont underestimate silense: often there is more said in the unsaid.

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Sensitivity….

November 12, 2007

I don’t know whether it is stress or what, but there seems to be a lot of sensitive people around me lately. Some analyse every word i say, every move i make, and even ever whince of mine (true!). They find meaning when none was intended, and heighten everything that happens in their life. It makes me extremely cautious and i just don’t know what to say to them. I don’t feel comfortable around them because i have to analyse everything i say from their perspective in case i somehow hurt them. And i end up hurting them anyways! Sometimes when i know i am not mindful or have my own stress, i actually avoid these people if i can, or if i can’t i would say or do very little. It seems this is the best way i can deal with them.

This blog isn’t really aimed at anyone (for those who are getting sensitive and thinking it’s about them!) because i think most of us get sensitive from time to time – me included. But the point is, without being mindful of that it can be something that pushes people away or causes unhappiness in yourself and others.

In short – Understand the workings of the mind, but do not get caught in it.

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I want to…

November 12, 2007

take pictures, of sunsets and sunrises.
write my soul out, till my hand cramps up.
feel my emotions, let myself sink into them and still get out.
draw my ideas, till they begin to fall off the page and march away.
be a kid like always
give my love to someone who wants it as bad as i do.
n-joy my life
give my all to everything i do.
give second chances.
sleep in time someday
go deaf then listen to shit.
be able to move like water
be mentally, emotionally strong
sense some common sense
get into contact
be a gud human being
let myself be myself; did that even make sense?
make a budget soon
let myself be loved
stand up on my own
not be bitter
start studying for my exams
leave the bad stuff behind and enjoy the good memories
finish my assignments on time @.@
keep my dignity intact
stop eating
start managing time
wash my bike
find out where the hell my full-stops for the last half of this list went to!

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Time to “ENJOY”…

November 8, 2007

well its the festive season all around… DIWALI, a big fest… though according to my so called FAKE phsycology everyday should be celebrated in the spirit of festivity but yet….lets have fun, n-joy with our close ones, the people who care for us…. a wish to all…have a safe diwali…regards…

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The thinking never stops…

November 7, 2007

Could you do me a favour and drop the scissors on my foot? Aim for the little toe if you possibly can. The smaller the surface, the more vivid the flash of pain. Don’t throw it but gently drop it, and try to steer its fall. I realize that this may be a strange request. It’s just that I need some pain to gauge the extent of my current crisis. Because I could be overreacting. I suspect I’m prone to that. But on a scale from one to five, I think this is a seven. But I’m not completely sure. And before I alert the authorities, I really need to know whether or not I have just cause. So, be a darling, the scissors are over there.

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Stolen words…

November 5, 2007

They coming for me
Wanna see me fall
You know my story
I been thru it all
Nights I felt like dying
But I ain’t crying
What didn’t kill me
Made me strong as iron

……I feel like the world is against me Lord
Call me crazy but I love them odds

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I will never forget…

November 4, 2007

I will never forget the first day I felt pain.
I will never forget the day I was betrayed.
I will never forget the day I started liking her.
I will never forget the time I faced another failure
I will never forget the time I heard my mom cry over the phone to me.
I will never forget the heartache of this past year.
I will never forget how helpless and alone I felt.
I will never forget how all I had was myself.
I will never forget these things.

And it tears me up daily, though I live with a smile on my face all the time…

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November 4, 2007

It’s funny how so many things can sink into the back of your memory, fade to obscurity, and resurface at a most uncomfortable time. I suppose it is the natural way of reminding you that no matter how much you want to forget something, there will always be those moments where you rekindle the most forgotten pain.Lovers fade into nothing. Friends you never liked. Moments that never made you feel alive.It’s hilarity at its best.

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Yes, i lose it everytime…

November 4, 2007

i hope your having fun ‘GOD’.

i hope someday youll get off my back just alittle bit.

being happy doesnt seem to be an option when it comes to you huh?

i wish i could stick a needle in my brain and all the bullshit in my head come pouring out. maybe then smiling wouldnt seem like such a chore.

im sorry im burden to you, im sorry im getting tired of hearing about your merry go round relationship, no matter what you might try and guess the same shit is going to keep coming by again… leaving..back..leaving.. until it stops… and more people and more bullshit climb aboard.

im so tired. not sleepy.. but tired. exhausted of the drama, exhausted of all the annoyance i have bottled up.

i lost another friend rescently, not to death but maybe sometimes id rather if it was because of death. i hate the thought of him hating me, i hate the thought of me hating him. i cant fight for him back… just letting go.

im sorry friend, thanks though.. for the memories and the laughs.

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November 4, 2007

i need to write something.
i cant find the words.
my eyes are wet, its been a while.
it boggles my mind when people say they know who i am, and that they know me better then when i get all crazy and sad talking… i dont even know me, so how can they.
ouch.