This Time

It's a screen separating us all.

Allowing us to only interact

With each other through

Messages

Photos

Texts

Logins

Checkouts

You're rated online

With the amount of likes

The amount of followers

The amout of time you spend there

Not knowing

That we've actually created a fake image for ourselves

Letting others judge us,

Judge our characters

Based on what they see online

What happened to hanging out

Writing letters

Talking

?

Sighs

There are times

Where I feel like crying so badly

Because the world is turning back at me.

With these tears flowing down my cheeks

How am I supposed to continue all of this accounts?

I don't mean to

And I definitely don't want to

Be this careless.

Why do people like to

Put others on the verge of crying.

Natural Frequency

What you need to learn

When it comes to love

Is not to learn to love

But to love more

We mistake strengthening bonds between two as a sort of action
Not knowing
That it actually flows through ourselves most naturally
When,
You learn to love the person more.






Natural frequency perhaps?

爱你的资格

也许,

是自己不够资格。

不够资格靠好分数

只不过是因为付出的努力不够人家多

不够资格去爱你

或许是相同的原因

没有资格爱你

也没有资格被你爱

以前忽略过那么多细小的事

想回头,

那时候的我

的确是没有资格得到这份爱。

接下来的努力

是判定未来的路线

一个多月

不长

该是时候拼了老命

到时候

既然结果不是自己预想的

不后悔当初付出的努力太少

就行了

写的好差:'(

可是就是想用华文来blog下

Untitled

You're so bad.

I hope you see this.

Hmmp.

>. <

Forgetful

Always,

So

Freaking

Forgetful.

I need to work on my memory,

Before I actually forget everything.

:(

Unofficial 394

I am indeed,
In love with the way you make me smile and make me go craze wondering what other stupid things you're gonna do to plaster that smile on my face.

As all the days go by,

There's not an ounce of regret

Even if it all ends someday.

Because,

Even if the person is gone,

The memories remain.

Even if the true pain starts
When the person has left,

And yet,

You still are madly in love with that person.

At least,

You've had some memories to hold onto.

It was then our time.

So may it now be our time,

And allow next time,

To be our time.

Fate has a way of tauntering our lives.

Grasp onto what you have,

Before it decides to slip away.

"May our okays

Be forever"

Said Augustus.

May our promises be numurous

And the days to fufil them,

Be at infinite. 

Unofficial 394

Be it the day before we hit 395

An unspoken promise between two worlds.

#UsAgainstTheWorld ♡

Dumb Ass

Dumb ass thought that present meant

Present as in the gift kinda present

And not present as in the present time.

But if you were to ask what the present was

It's nothing more

Than you can ever give

Basically the best present of all

Is actually the present

Because it's everything I've ever wished for

After confirming my heart.

You

Big

Idiot

:P

Idiotic expressions

Some people,

Just know how to make all the misery go away

With the snap of a finger.

Your words

Are so powerful.

What should I do without your presence?

That word.

That line.

That action.

That phrase.

That reaction.

That expression.

That encouragement.

That heart.

You don't know

How much it ever means.

No One

Sometimes,

I just want to talk to no one in particular.

Exams

Today,

When I saw that tear trickle down her face,

I realised

Even the strongest

Most optimistic people

Have clouds looming above their head.

The worst thing isn't the disappointment

But living in fear about disappointing someone who has high hopes upon yourself.

Today's exam made me wonder

If I was wasting every single resource given to me.

I couldn't benefit nor make a profit from all those resources

So was I wasting them?

I'm sick of the way exams make you feel

I'm sick of the way people judge you based on exams.

If you're from a better grade,

You're most likely a better person,

If you get low grades,

They judge your character.

Shake their head at your results like they've been living their whole life with you.

You say

"Look at all the successful people"

Well,

From what I can see

Is that all the teachers never gave a fuck about them

And treated them like shit during their school days.

Well darling,

Exams aren't real.

They're a virture life you live in.

Real tests, are tests which test your ability

And not test your strenght in memorising nor technique in answering.

"Everybody tries to copy in an exam,

Not knowing that everybody's questions are different"

Well,

"Everybody tries to strive their best in exams,

They neglect their health

By staying up late just to perfect that score."

"Everybody tries to strive their best in exams,

They torture their body by taking excessive caffeine to stay up or skipping meals just for more time to study"

"Everybody tries to strive their best in exams, 

I believe,

Everybody who has a goal in life,

Tries their best to study,

But are marks that important in life"

A real test,

Is where there is no final answer.

The outcome is important,

But the method of approaching the problems,

The prepration,

The attitude you have while facing reality.

A real test,

Isn't in fact the exam

The real exam,

Is your attitude towards every exam.

And I wonder,

How many have actually failed this real exam.

The Aim

The aim of the experiment,

Is clearly not

"To investigate the relationship between the manipulated and responding variable"

But to

Get a perfect score for memorising the method to carry out the experiment.

And if you don't get the perfect score teachers long for,

You basically

"Didn't study"

And if you said you did

Well, apparently

"You didn't study enough"

I'm sick with all these assumptions you make

About us not studying

Why not turn the question around and ask if

You've taught well enough.

We have studied,

But it might just not be enough

You might have taught

But it clearly wasn't enough too 

I can't really determine if a teacher is a good one or not.

Who am I to judge

When I'm not a perfect student in the first place?

Oh.

What's the definition of a good student?

One who

Finishes their homework

Does well in their exams

Laugh to your jokes when they aren't even funny

And the rest,

Could all be neglected oh so easily

Because

They didn't

"Get your attention"

But when they fair badly in your class,

They're the root of their own problem.

You talk so much crap

But end up doing no shit about it.

That Bastard

That bastard

Went through all my old blogposts

And old pictures.

Now I feel so darn embarrassed.

Your laugh didn't make things better either.

Quotes from that bastard

"Don't laugh,

You can't laugh after I tell you what I did yesterday,

I won't laugh either"

And then you burst into a hysterical fit of laughter

Jerk.

>.<

Prepare to die

Grrrr!

But still,

The present is much better than the past

At least you decided to say something nice.

Ahh,

You do have a heart after all!

Bothered

If only I could feel how you felt

If only we felt the same.

Do you feel that anxiety everytime your phone rings

But the one name you hope for to appear

Doesn't.

I should stop letting little things bother me

It seems unhealthy.

Expressions

Sighs.

I don't know why

But it seems like

I still can't read you

Whereas

You can already

Read me like an open book.

And up until now

I still don't know

What all those facial expressions mean

Response

No matter how many others wave back

The one you initially waved to

Never

Waved

Back.

The many people who give you a response

End up not being the one

You expect a response from.

♡

I should perfect the previous post.

Honestly

The previous one sounded so bad.

But no,

I wont type them here

I'll say it

When the time is right

But now

It isn't

Things come to those who are patient.

Just you wait.

♡

Turn

But then,

There's always a turn in life

It's not just any ordinary hope

Because hope might dry out

But there's a possibility where this turn might stay.

And if does,

You don't know how blessed this person can be.

Honestly,

My life isn't bad.

Not at all.

Seriously.

But all these people make me wonder

How worth I am actually

I'm not a "bad" person from the aspect of law

Yes.

I've never done anything against the law

But when you turn to the aspect of being a person

I have no idea how I really am

If you should define me as a good person

Or a bad one

A nice one

Or a bad-hearted one.

Who am I actually

But then,

There's this person

Who is a real blessing to me

I probably saved a country to deserve parents such as my dad and mom and basically the whole family.

Did it whole heartedly to deserve the friends I have.

Risked my life while doing so to deserve someone like you.

But I tend to doubt myself

And doubt you too.

And

I don't know why that happens

I have so much going on

But it's not much if you compared my thoughts to others.

All the 'buts' I have written

Show how much I contradict my own words

It makes me feel like I'm looking for pain when pain isn't there

But on the other hand,

The pain disappears when you're there

It banishes

Into thin air

I can't say that you make the pain go away

You easy it

Because making me let the pain go

Is probably better than making it banish

Because

I might wonder where the pain went one day later

And start wondering

Overthinking

And going back to square one

I find my writing really stupid

Like it makes no sense

But somehow

It does make sense to me

And these are all the things I have to say

For now

You're indifferent

You're you

You're my blessing.

Oh god

This is written so badly.

I could have been better.

I should stop.

But really,

It's a positive thing.

I don't know why it sounds just so serious

And dull

And forcefully written.

I need improvement