Monday, February 02, 2009
second random post

okayyyyy mammals......

this is my second random posts for the day..
msk is simply fills with mountains of thought.
this is like only the 8th day of the lunar chinese new year..
and she's been thinking alot.. till.. maybe.. properly..
she already gained some attainment.. and level up her rubbish reasoning skills.
her mind sets off the rusted engine that somehow runs into the back of mind and digged at every wounds.
her emo runs up and down hill like an uncontrollable bull trying to chase everyone away.
worst, it's a bull's eye hits for every targeted wounds.
the people who remembered, their sadness, the anger, the happiness.


But on the whole, she think what really triggers her off or rather anger us human, is the disappointment that we feel at the end of the day.
Though we say no hopes were placed, we knew that there were.
For if there weren't, we wouldn't be waiting on unstable grounds for something to happen.

If things were meant to be, then let it happen, at its own time.

If you push a butterfly into flying when it's just emerged from its cocoon, it is bound to die.

Give it time, that's all you can do.

In the mean time, do not forget about life, it is still happening.

And do not feel that loneliness, or a possibility is a reason to pursue something, it isn't.

So here's where the power of trust comes on.

Talking works.

But that's as far as one can go, you know.

I mean, people can listen, they can share their experiences, they can give good advice.

But at the end of the day, it is the one going through that is somewhat in control of the wheel.

Not of the situation, but of the actions that they are or are not going to make.
So what happens when these people refuse to help themselves.

What happens when they expect things to work out the way they want it to, just because they are good people?

Well, I must say that this decision would result in something far worse that the fate already carved in stone for them.

Regret.

Sometimes when you look back on a situation, you realize it wasn't all you thought it was.

A beautiful girl walked into your life.
You fell in love. Or did you?
Maybe it was only a childish infatuation, or maybe just a brief moment of vanity.
-Henry Bromel


stray: there will be a third posts for today after she totally organize her thoughts to a complete full-stop before the emotions take absolute contorls and ruin her day.
I dont care,
Monster Boy's Lady Girl