Perfect

It's ok if you're not perfect. It's ok if you're not even good. Don't ever think "how do I live?".

Just live.

Be amazed. be inspired. Be triggered by other people's achivements or stories. Be moved and move people's heart. Just be glad the way you are.

You don't necessarily have to do things people do. Or if they already did. No need for more.

Stop trying to be other people. There are a lot of other people. The last thing the world needs is other people. The world needs you.

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Good night sleep

Oh it's been a while since I write stuff here. You must think I'm sleeping well past these days and night. Actually, nope you're wrong.

I'm so wide awake at night and I'm turning nocturnal.

I just do some other stuff rather than writing. I have a lot in mind. So many things to spill. So many stuff to tell. But sadly, most of them are somewhat confidential (what???) and I just can't let those things out yet.

They mess with my head from inside. I'm going crazy soon. How soon? Never thought about that, yet. I wish I will be a sane crazy person. This type of person exist. He is a normal person with crazy traits. But he is obliged. No compromise.

He lives, thinking all the crazy things in mind, believing he is crazy but he is weighed with things sane people does.

Oh it sounds no fun. I change my mind. 

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Worrying

I wonder how can I stop worrying about stuff that I shouldn't be worrying. I wanna worry about some cool stuff that is worth it.

I just couldn't.

I keep on being worried by some trivial matters that are not... good enough to be the cause of worrying?

Oh this is just too much of a stress. See? I'm worrying about this thing? How worthless is that?

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Idea

Because my idea is not good enough. I want to think the simplest way to help myself. Then I come out with one simplest thing I can think.

But then the answer is no.

Dear, if you can't help, or don't want to help I presume, please don't say the "How can I help you?" crap.

Because when you want to help me then I say what help I would require, then your answer is no, simply because the way you wanna help me is different, or you just wanna pity me or whatsoever...

That generous offer of yours to help me shouldn't start. It is easier if you just believe me when I say I can handle it rather than asking questions.

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Why...

...we keep holding on to something that makes us feel pain in the first place?

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Hopefully

When somehow you think it will be okay, and hoping that it will be, okay.

Just if the real thing is as easy as we thought it would be.

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It's how we see it?

I hate the colour blue. So whenever the weather is bright, and the sky is just damn blue, I will rage away.

Or maybe if I do like the colour blue, I'll be happy to fly above the cloud nine, ten, or eleven. Just to enjoy the vast blue ethereal carpet that I am supposed to step on when I am lying down on the ground with my feet up, pretending that I am walking on air.

So the wishes are genuine, when they know it while you hide it? Well, I don't know. I hope there's still a space for me in your heart. Or at least don't tell me I don't give enough care for you because I don't know something you don't really share.

I don't dig stuff. And I won't.

Therefore I will happen to be just fine not wishing you this. Because the way I see it, might be different than yours.

Anyway, we never actually see eye to eye. I take it as a yes from you. Be happy, my friend. Just ignore this and we'll both be fine.

Ahhh, quite a long post. is this a good sign or what? Just wait for someone to notice the dreadful errors. I won't even double check. Bye.

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Because sometimes your eyes are your enemies...

... in the classroom obviously.

It's late now. Already morning to be precise.

And I still am up. Can't sleep.

Listening to the songs weaved in silence. Oh no, I am not that devoted man. I'm listening to literally, songs.

Am going to sleep as soon as it finish.

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Rewalking this, again.

First of all, I'm not even sure there's a re for all things or not. Somehow I feel that it isn't.

And even if it is, I already put that re anyway. Then I still have there again.

How redundant. I know right?

Oh my. This has so much more meaning behind it. So much more than I could think while writing it.

God bless us all.

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One sleepless night results in a new header for this blog.

How self explanatory.

Not so, just meh.

Regardless.

I like it. You should too. Yeah.

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Grave

We live in it. We don't die. But then, it only can contain us alone.

No matter how close or how good the relationship is, was, or will be.

In the end, the grave is a place for one.

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When stupidity strikes...

How does it feel like?

Ranting about things that are obviously obvious. Or maybe, somehow it is not as clear as I thought it is.

Still, stupid anyway.

God, if it is really god, then it is okay to be said by anyone. It's God, for god's sake.

ZzzzZZz

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Reliving

Let's go to sleep, people. And before that, let's tell people that we wanna sleep.

How lame.

Yeah simple way to make an easy entry after such a long break. Not too long, exactly. Anyway, i'm here again. Pray for me.

I need it.

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Forgotten?

Hahaha...

So I have this short blog for me to gaze upon during the sleepless night? Trying to flood it with some English words forgotten and grammar rules broken.

See? Oh god...

Anyway it's daytime. I'm updating a blog called Nocturnal Rants while the sun is out there. Blasphemy much? It's called "nocturnal" for a reason, me.

I repent.

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That good of a person

Don't feel bad if you are not that good of a person.
Because you have so much more room for improvement.

That you can live free.
To see what you want to see.
And be what you ought to be.

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Rework

So I'll be using this blog to rant stuff. Whenever I can't get to sleep, I will be posting here. So if you see posts every night, then it means I am officially insomniac.

What an awkward thing to say.

gudnite.

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