Tuesday, August 28, 2012

T-Shirt


Took me a good 2 months to realised that I've left this shirt behind in Sydney. Did I mention how much I liked this t-shirt, and that I only hand wash this piece of clothing and never have it inside the washing machine? Now it's gone, just like that. 

There's something pretty special about this t-shirt as well and what's written on it, "This is my love story. It's true" and I feel pretty attached to those lines. Things like these are sometimes irreplaceable. Sigh. This post is published in memory of it. 

Monday, August 20, 2012

Mind


For all the things that you have done...
For all the things that you want to get it done...

For the all the thing that you've heard,
and seen...

For all the things that you'd think you have,
and also the things that are clearly out of your reach...

For all the things you've ever wanted and cried for,
that you've cut out a piece of you because you're afraid of it's cancerous effect...

For all the blessings that you've have attained,
and also the cursed parts of you that still haunts you...

For all the feelings and silent screams, for all the comforts and enlightenment..

I'm just a soul, and I could really use some silence. 


Thursday, August 9, 2012

Comma

Been a while since I last posted, and so much has happened. Guess I'm just getting a little lazy to record every moment of my life, sometimes I just let them pass by like that. Just like that. I guess I know what I want in my life, and nothing else seems to matter. 


Anyways thinking back, what came right after my last entry has got to be the release of my results. Obtained a high distinction for my FYP research project, and also HD and a D for the remaining two units. Joy, in it's purest form. 


Next up has got to be the Sydney trip. Total of 6 days and 5 nights, totally unheard of and probably the only fella around who could've spent so much time in Sydney. Thanks to the girls who did all the planning ( while I contributed by being a full time photographer ), I had a very fulfilling time in Sydney, to both my soul and my gut. 


Otherwise, holiday seems to be a breeze and before anyone realises it, it's over. Class resumed and we're tied up a lot by our FYP Design Project. I have meetings with my group mates 3 times a week and the workload is starting to take it's toll on my stamina and spiritual being. No matter how hard we've work, we're still behind schedule and trust me, we've been working. To think that I have a test tomorrow and I just spent a good 2-3 hours this afternoon doing research just bores me out for the rest of the night. Don't even get me begin with how I'm already stressed on the first week of the semester, and the unending occurrence of pimples on my face, due to all the toxic build-up as a result of my stress level. 


My nerdy life, on the other hand, took quite a huge stumble. Diablo 3 still turns out to be a dissapointment and still remains to be incorrigible. Bought Guild Wars 2 though, and placing a good amount of faith in it as well. Otherwise, everything else seems fine. There are of course bigger mysteries in life and unanswered questions, and there are also things that will never be in your reach - so who am I to be so greedy as to wanting everything in life?

Planning to buy a Crumpler bag after much withholding, had my current bag since first year of university and the base of it has been torn ages ago, now that my strap's sewing is faulty, I think I have a good reason to change. My pencil case too, it's still that bloody Body Glove branded one that I've been using since high school. I don't spend much on others, I usually spend on things that feeds my soul - food.  That could be one, but as much as I try to understand why people spend excessively on materialistic things, I still don't quite agree that materialism could actually nourish your spiritual being. All the things that  are sitting around you, piling endlessly with sky's the limit makes me wonder...

...do you actually want those things to fill up the corners of your vision, so you could lie to yourself that you HAVE things and thinking that they could fill up the voids in your heart, instead of facing the harsh truth that - we, human, in fact cannot have everything and some things are just not meant to be ours, and we just have to live with it?

Always makes me wonder what are the exact thoughts at the back of their minds when people constantly have to buy and own stuffs. That and of recent months, I could hear my thoughts more clearly and louder, and I could make up what I really want in my life more. People might mistook me for the change in attitude, but a lot of my actions just dictates that I just don't care anymore, and for all the things that hurts or displeases me, staying away seems to be the better off solution - because my mind's really tired.