Isn't it weird how we, youngsters, nowadays easily believe in such designer jeans campaign,
believe that one day that super fitted dark blue pair will turn into a comfortable one with fades you'd like to have?
Finally, you stride yourself to the nearest store, get one, and prove it by yourself.
Why do you do that? The most easiest reason is because others have done that also.
Nah, now you've seen a lot of successful people, inspiring ones, the creative creatures.
Get back to the previous lines.
You gotta do it, gotta prove it,
because of what? Others have done that also.
Briefly not jeans campaign, but really
if they can do it well, you might do it better. Go ahead, try.
16.3.13
10.3.13
Towards Opportunities
5.3.13
Kahlil Gibran's
Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.
3.3.13
Once
Once everyone is an ignorant, a realistic, a damn hard-tempered, a love non-believer.
Once they keep the bitterness, spread it around, carry it within, stroll down with it.
Once they got tired.
They think building a wall of bitterness will save them from more complex, profound heartache.
They think having a thick shield will ease them up from every suffering that emotion can pour into them.
Once, at that moment, they do not realise that carrying, owning, and nurturing bitterness will cost them a bunch. A bunch of painful memories they can not let go, strokes of ego they can not tame, scratches that multiply over time.
Once they fell.
Too weak because what is inside is hollow,
deep filthy emptiness that bitterness successfully builds.
Once you know your pain, anger, disappointment will not there to save you.
They might get you beaten for twice, or more, but that does not mean you gotta live with them forever.
Once you know you no longer need them, you forgive and smile a lot.
Bitterness dimes you, so does hatred.
Once you just know, well again, you are worth loving without them, really.
So come on, wipe it off.
Once they keep the bitterness, spread it around, carry it within, stroll down with it.
Once they got tired.
They think building a wall of bitterness will save them from more complex, profound heartache.
They think having a thick shield will ease them up from every suffering that emotion can pour into them.
Once, at that moment, they do not realise that carrying, owning, and nurturing bitterness will cost them a bunch. A bunch of painful memories they can not let go, strokes of ego they can not tame, scratches that multiply over time.
Once they fell.
Too weak because what is inside is hollow,
deep filthy emptiness that bitterness successfully builds.
Once you know your pain, anger, disappointment will not there to save you.
They might get you beaten for twice, or more, but that does not mean you gotta live with them forever.
Once you know you no longer need them, you forgive and smile a lot.
Bitterness dimes you, so does hatred.
Once you just know, well again, you are worth loving without them, really.
So come on, wipe it off.
28.2.13
20
Most of the time we let days passing without bothering much about everything. We let it slide, let it glide. Flourished with beauty of every single laughter, warmth from friends, or passing a stranger we barely knew, once moment a go. I let February roll in a fast fast pace. So fast that when I look back, I get quite astonished to find out.. people are here and there to keep the others sane. Or otherwise.
My 20th birthday, is just like, another birthday.
It got a bit special on 9 am. But I was sooo grateful, to be healthy, alive, and happy. Everything is blessing. Beyond words.
What wishes for this year?
Graduating from college with a good score, getting an internship in a lovely company, having more emotional bonding with people whom I love, secretly learning how to cook, spending more time to do yoga for restoring true power, drinking less caffeine and more juice, making new friends, and be more grateful.
Putting more faith, I am ready to shine.
Of course, brighter than usual.
My 20th birthday, is just like, another birthday.
It got a bit special on 9 am. But I was sooo grateful, to be healthy, alive, and happy. Everything is blessing. Beyond words.
What wishes for this year?
Graduating from college with a good score, getting an internship in a lovely company, having more emotional bonding with people whom I love, secretly learning how to cook, spending more time to do yoga for restoring true power, drinking less caffeine and more juice, making new friends, and be more grateful.
Putting more faith, I am ready to shine.
Of course, brighter than usual.
27.1.13
My Favorite Things between Holidays
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- Waking up late without being dizzy and sickened after that.
- Getting my jobs done on schedule.
- My Vegas Volt, a true true love.
- Seeing best friends after days cannot meet each other.
- Reading a decent book before hitting the bed.
- Good hair day.
- Writing on my new daily planner.
- Reading brainpickings.org and smile when finding good lines.
- Knowing the loved one always waking up early.
- Curling inside blankets between rain while listening to my iPod.
Kindness
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Life, it always smiles back at you when you greet it with an open arms, with bunch of love, being careful, and forgiving. There's no such place for those who fail at forgiving.
Why? For every kindness sets you free.
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