Yes It Is!

I'm such a stupid person. I thought I'm doing so fine until I'd realized by the end of it I did one of the worst. I am so flaccid on these kind of issues. I'm so moron in a way that I think I'm so genius. I hate myself this day. I hate myself this week and I will hating myself until the end of this unexpected misery. I just want to disapper in this world right now at this point of time. I hate myself so much and everybody's hating me so much too. If I can just cut my lips and burn it, I will. This is my worst moment for the year. I just want cut my head and be dumb after all these years.

"True friends stab you in the front. "

-Oscar Wilde

Hard To Say I'm Sorry

Do Not Derail

In less than thirty days my world will divide into two. I'm so grateful that all of those special persons in my college life will be in that promise land at that promise time. I know they will finish this race with flying colors. I keep on asking why all of this good things must come to an end. I know it is hard for me to accept that all of you guys will be leaving me soon. All of you will not be with me during my graduation day. But I do promise that I will reciprocate that idea because I will be on PICC on the twenty-third of April. As you do promise me that all of you will be there too. I pray for all of you guys. We're all almost there.

"Do not follow where the path may lead. Go, instead, where there is no path and leave a trail."

- Ralph Waldo Emerson

If We Ever Meet Again

Speak No Word

I badly want to write. I just want to figure out what is wrong with me right now. I need to share my thoughts. I need to release this angst in me. I want to shout loud. I want to cry all the tears in my system. I just don't know why I am like this right now. I want to know what's with me today. I can't focus not because I can't apprehend those equations. I am just detached from my inner world. I am outside my normal system. Why I can't process further the thought that I'm not used to it already. Why it seems I'm still with a thing I just can't let go. I thought I am. I know in my mind I really do. But this system on me just frustrates me every now and then. It is not a person and even not a feeling nor love. This is so much that I can't realize. I need to freeze for a moment and gather the thoughts I needed for me revolve again. I need to be process further just like my answer in the last problem I am solving.

"In your life you search and search for the right person for you. Every time you break up with someone you get one step closer to that person. You should look at moving on as getting closer to meeting the one."

Ironic

Scars

Am I disappointed? I guess I'm not. Am I feeling awkward about that fact? I'll say yes. I can't take that idea and brought it to my head and circulate in my whole repertoire. I'm so sad about that. I hate irresponsible persons. I can punch a irresponsible one if I do see one. I cannot make look at you for even a minute. All people of that kind is really full of disgrace. I will not be like that. I will do my best not to be like that. I hate it. Feelings and future has been shred in little pieces. Oh irresponsibility, shame on you! Dreams are shattered but life goes on. I hate being like that and I will not see myself being like that. As I promise it to all and to Him.

"I will not be like you, Shame on You!"

Scars

Untimely Frustration

Something that is weird is happening to me now. Examinations are over, and results will be on the air soon. And I am not excited to see it though. I am still a little bit shaken on the what is happening on the past two weeks. I want to graduate as soon as now. I want to be a burden free person right now. This is not not what you called -pressure. I am not having that feeling just like my friends right now. There is something in me that I can't explain. I guess its Frustration. I am frustrated. I am not having the things I need to have at this point of time. I can't get back my little respect in myself, especially in my studies. I am not like this. For the past two weeks I am in the island named Complacency. For the whole month I am complacently sleeping on my bed. Why I am having this thought running in my mind? Am I not that yet so serious? Why I am so distracted on those worthless ideas around me. I want my old me back at me. I can describe myself crawling at this point of time. Unconsciously crawling in my frustrations. I want to jump high, but I just can't. I am so disturbed. Hey Frustrations! Please get rid of me. I just can't focus.

CRAWL