passion statement

senseless.. frustrated music life..
there goes all my heroes, doing everything they can, performing who they want to be and singing their lungs out. sipping the sweet taste of music mayhem, delivering their ups and downs through soulful jives or just clinging and pricking in their fave instruments.. time flies.. passes so brilliantly awkward and leaving me here, dreaming. day and night dreaming of every single thing i wanted to do for all my life.. sinking in the possible options to suggest that "i can still manage so far..". goodluck to me and to everything i dream of being..

contented.

i want to be contented to almost everything and in any aspect in my life. God gave me too much of what i asked of him.. but I swear i wouldn't be in contentment with my passion.. i want to strive more. Strike some more. plunge to anything i can do in order to achieve my ultimate bliss.
even if it won't only involve me..

Oh star..fall down on me. let me wish upon you..

Streaming my heart out for the next days and try some more to urge the spirit and will..
I won't give up..

Goodluck to me.

blunt about others' feelings

Today, I’m quite sad coz someone dear to me left me to go somewhere far. Like out of the country and it’ll take some time.. a year or so. Well, I’m also happy for him because for sure it’s a good thing for his being. He’ll probably learn a lot there, the country’s’ culture and mostly knowing more to handle himself. I’m sure when he’ll be back; he’s more matured although he is already now. I’m feeling a little sick knowing he won’t be anymore near me in times that I needed someone to talk to, have fun with, watching movies or simply hanging out in his friends’ place or just somewhere far from those people we hate at a moment. It’s true that we value someone more once they left. But in my own shy way i know i made him feel special. Hehe..

so long, so long..

Anyway,,. Another guy struck me this morning and realized that his life is so boring. Because he lives in a life of pretensions. Even the people close to him or trying to be close to him don’t have the opportunity to be coz he’s hell lying all the time. And the worst case here is that those people tend to hope to even see him or to know if that kind person even exists. Everything he says now seems to be ironic. Oh well! I don’t want to bother him at all! As in! But he’s flirting my sister. Oh men! Everything about him seems to be ridiculous now. Like everything’s’ a lie and my sister don’t get it. Even though the signs are so vivid. I just want her to learn. Even if learning will mean hurting her first.

Oh life,,. When love struck everything in the world would seem out of place.