Being Alone

Sometimes I wish I could do a rewind and think what would I have done differently. I just never thought that growing older will come sooner as expected. As each day passes by, wrinkles start to become visible and hair's slowly falling, I come to realize that wonder years are over. I can't even decide whether I've reached my maturity or I'm simply just pressing on the emotions.

I look back and thought of how much time I have wasted doing nothing. Of how many people I shut down to forget the past. On how no one really knows who I am. I'm just simply counting the days that lead me to nowhere. Can it get any more boring?

I am just alone.

Happiness Theory

I have a stong gut feel that happiness is not created permanent. I think people who claim that they've been happy for the rest of their lives are just contented but not necessarily happy.

Try to remember the last time where you really felt happy where you literally jump in your feet because of joy and excitement. It doesn't last long, right? On a few occassion, that emotional joy will cross your mind and you smile silently.

I think that I should focus on how to be contented rather than trying to be happy. Because really, being happy doesn't really last very long.

Let's celebrate if we are happy now, bring down the drinks!!

My First Alibi

I do not think I am a liar. I think I'm just making excuses to all the failures of this world, the failures of my life, the failures of this country, the failures of my career, the failures of my social life, the failures of showbusiness, and the failures of everything!

THis is a blog that complaints and make alibi of the imperfections in my world. An extension of my subconcious mind, brought out in the open for everyone to read.

I need a drink.