0 Free day

I was thinking a lot lately... Well not about something that I have to do in school... Well I have to think and do something in that part too :))) And lately, all I think was to have a job. At first I think it is not as possible as I think it will be until I've emailed some companies, spamming my identity to the corporate world :))), I've just had my first interview today. And I'm not so proud of that interview!

At least I have to think on of something because invitation for interviews and exams are swarming like bees in the honey pot, of course I'm exaggerating! But partly true. And it's the first time that I've been out in my house for a long time that it shocked me how little I know about those corporate places, btw, I almost got lost finding that commerce building, and it's really really hot, that I wish I was somewhere cold, cold enough that I wish I was here.

I don't want to share any of that interview part, But I was glad that it goes well. And I took their exam, and passed it. Whew... The next obstacle will be "going home". And I wish I had a GPS tracker or something that will be assuring me that I can go home safely :))) I was lucky that some people lurking their are not totally aliens and that I can speak their language and gone home safely.

But still, I wish that the next company will be near my house..... I'd like some adventure for those far unknown places to me but I don't want stress eating me up for the next months or so,...

0 live by 101

When I had nothing to lose, I had everything. When I stopped being who I am, I found myself.


Eleven Minutes, Paulo Coelho

0 Sidewalks - Story of the year

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The bridges are crumpled,
The water soaks into rocks,
That fell at the bottom of the road. (At the end the town)
The town that we lived in.
The memories shakin apart from the weeds that grow.

Over the sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,
Sidewalks,
Like the time we thought was made for you.
Or

Out on the front porch,
watching the cars as they go by,
Eighteen blue, twenty one grey,
Looking ahead for the first time that we could drive,
Out on our own,
To speed away

From the sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,
Sidewalks,
Like the time we thought was made for you.
Or

All of days that past us by,
All of the sun is gone...
Away

Sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,

Sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,
Sidewalks,
Like the time we thought was made for you.
(Sidewalks)
The bridges are crumpled,
(Sidewalks)
The water soaks into rocks,
That fell at the bottom of the road.

0 Sweet Escape

Well it end up that I've let myself revolve in some kind of metanoia but then again, it has just become just a sort of I don't know, maybe I made the same mistake again. It's like yesterday was okay, and then suddenly, like you don't know where you're at. It's like the black hole started to do this vacuum thing, well it's not suppose to be that way, I more of like treat that black hole as something that make me do good and nothing else. And then now it seems that it had taken more of like all the good things in me.

I don't know if I'm weighing things the right way, or is it there any?

Maybe it'll be the last good thing I'll do. I'd like to stop. I'll stop making believe that I'm still revolving into something that I've created, and get stuck. I'll wait for some time, then I'll decide maybe If I want to do these things, I've lost some connection to the most important muscle in my body, I've lost my inspiration. 

I want my life back. 

I don't want any option.

I'd like to stop this overflowing sadness that grows with hatred and then blended with some kind of masochistic happiness, I annoyed myself enough. And I intentionally stopped what I as doing and tried to get myself into pieces I was. But then, I lost everything I thought I'd never, ever have to worry about. Is this part of another 101? I hate to think it will, but I'm wishing that it'll never be.

Take this confusion away.

0 live by 101

-Well that's a lie: freedom only exists when love is present. The person who gives him or herself wholly, the person who feels freest, is the person who loves most wholeheartedly; And the person who loves wholeheartedly feels free. That is the true experience of freedom: having the most important thing in the world without owning it.


-After all, being young inevitably means making mistakes.


Eleven Minutes, Paulo Coelho

0 Mixed Feelings

0 Summer Kiss

Everytime I want to give up,
there's always something
inside telling me to just
give it time.

0 Everyday, Okay!

What's your kind of refreshment? 

0 If you gotta read something, don't.

I miss you.
I love you.
You are my perfect crime.
I gotta say that.
Excuse me.

0 You're tubed

What makes you think the most is how, and not why or who. <- This line makes me feel like I don't know, why'd I'd always start at that line, it doesn't make sense. I keep watching those videos on youtube. And those people have pretty creative ideas when they show their faces or do something for the sake of their videos. I'm impressed. I'm not gonna say that I am if I don't have to be judging them comparing them to good or rather best people in the showbiz industry. Well, I'd have to say I'd like it to have a touch of being unique and not much of an effort to do well, well effort is all they got If I may say.

Here's a video that I'm talking about...



Well if you're really that interested to see his other videos, you can search his channel here.
And there's so many people like him in the tube. You just have to see and explore sometime. And no, I'm not planning to do any videos or likeness of those for anyone's sake :))) But I enjoy watching them, they kill almost all of my time. Ciao! gotta sleep.