遗憾

如果这是遗憾，

遗憾在我们未曾有过任何回忆。

如果这是遗憾，

遗憾在你根本不会感到遗憾。

遗憾的，只有我一个人。

Maze

The state of being in a maze; you have no idea which turning will lead you to the exit.

You just have to keep walking and making decision that you are unsure of.

You can't just stop moving. It's either you try harder to find the right exit, or you will be stuck in the maze forever.

No one knows you are in the maze, therefore no one will come for rescue. It's you, who is holding the chance of getting out of the maze.

To continue and have hope of getting our of this maze or to stop and wait for the death to arrive?

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Corporate Identity is the maze. I am stuck in the maze, couldn't quite get the right way out. I keep walking and walking, yet finding myself coming back to the same place I am stuck in. I am feared. I am lost. I am desperate to get out of this hell. Yet, there's no solution, except for keep trying. I don't know which way will lead me out to the right exit, and which way will lead me out to the hell.

Having this mere confidence, should I give up, or.... should I just keep chasing pavement?

Opacity? 0%

How it feels to be transparent?

No, no.. No way to let people understand the state I am in cos no one can understand, except for myself. If the same kind of incident happen on someone else, they will feel the same as I do too.

Let it be. Hide it well. Be the best actor or actress. Life goes on.

Let's talk, not fight

FUCK YOU!

Despite the fact that I really hate listening those two words, I swallowed them.

We always try to get rid of the bad feelings we had when we are unhappy with someone. It's normal, very very normal. But getting rid of bad feelings on the innocents, or even the guilties by scolding FUCK YOU just doesn't solve any problem. It is a sign of immaturity. Hope everyone can calm down before voicing out opinions. In my case, isolating myself and thinking what is the best for all parties work the best for me. What about you?

Return

I finally returned to my blog, but I don't know if I will just walk away again.

Things hasn't been very well, but still, things hasn't been that bad too. So, there wasn't much thing to talk about.

The more we talk, the more people talk. Rumours, back stabbing, hatred, jealousy; these things are like air, surrounding us, forcing us to sniff it even if we refused to.

*sigh*

Coffee Deprivation Day 2

I miss my coffee. :/

Day 2 without coffee.

Slight headache, but not as bad as Day 1. Still feels tired. And still couldn't take it off my mind.

Coffee~~~

Coffee Deprivation Day 1

Coffee has been such my great companion throughout my wonderful mornings, my lazy afternoons and also my sleepless nights. To me, coffee isn't just about keeping me awake. It's an indulgence that is so damn irresistible. I need it, I want it, and I can't stop thinking about it. Some friends even say I take coffee like drug. Uhh.. To be honest, I hate the statement. It's just a kind of addiction that most human has. Some people are addicted to games, some are books, some are ice-cream, some are chocolate, some are movies, etc. In my case, it's coffee.

Despite the love for coffee, I just read an article on the negative effects of high dosage of coffee. It scares me so much that I made up my mind to deprive coffee from my life for a moment (as in... a few days). So many months and years of mom's advice for not taking so much of coffee didn't work. But a simple article on the harm of coffee can change my mind in less than a minute. Uhh..

Okay, let's talk about Day 1. I had morning class on the day, which also means I had to wake up very early to catch the train. At first, it was okay. But when the class started, I already feel very very sleepy. I nearly fell asleep when the lecture went on for so so long, with no break. By lunch time, I felt a slight headache already. Ignore the fact that I was having a headache, I insisted to go for a movie with my friends. After the movie, I felt like lying down on the bed immediately. But I couldn't. When I got home, I tried so hard to hold myself back from the bed. Damn! The bed was so distracting. La-la-la.. I still managed to stay up till 12 something. But I also slept until 11am the morning after.

Blah~~ This is what happens to a person who deprive coffee from her life for a day.