Getting there

You know the feeling when, you wanna talk about something so embarrassing that you don't even want to post it on social media like you always do? So you choose to make a blog entry about it as you know your blog is not read by that many people.

Lol.

Of course, when you faced a humiliating situation, but something funny may come out of it, you won't mind sharing that thing. You won't bother caring what people gonna say. You won't be affected.

But somehow, one thing makes you overwhelmed, you wanna cry, you wanna die. But you can't. Because life goes on.

Time will come. Be strong, me.

Courtesy of 9GAG

Such tragedy. Sad. Bad. Feels like crying but it won't take me anywhere so I'll walk and I promise me I'll be there. Soon.

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The vicious circle

It's a circle,
A mean cycle.

Tonight I learn about the vicious cycle. The evil that continues on and on and on. Never cease.

Well, the story began with me, trying to get to the ground floor from the 6th floor when there is one retard that used the elevator before me pressed all the floors.

Of course, the elevator went slow mo like an old lady, stopping every now and then on every signle damn floors. I got infuriated. So I too, press all the buttons before stepping out.

And then, a lady goes in. I felt bad, and a bit scared. So I moved quicker leaving the apartment.

Come to think of it, nobody dies for stopping on every floor. So I justified that what I did was harmless. But it saddens me that, I, out of all people, am no different from the retard above.

And that's how folks, there is always bully cases and bullies in schools. These people never cease to exist, as they breed without no one ever noticing. They become exactly what they hate. They do to others exactly things they despise.

It's sad but I'm glad. At least now I know better about being patient against some retarded species that annoys the crap out of me, so that I don't be one.

Vicious cycles are endless, but the least we can do is detaching ourselves from those evil circles, and making no consequences coming out from us.

Om nom nom...

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Spoken wrong written long

There are times, when it just came out, wrong?
And you feel like, how am I gonna fix this?

Is it requires fixing?
Or just move on, people makes mistake. Me included. You too. And them.

It may be involving a friend, or a lover, or family, or a teacher, or yourself.
Wrong as it may seems, it can be forgiven.
But it won't be forgotten.
That's what they told me, anyway.

Sorry my dear if it slipped out wrong.
I may not be thinking before saying it or writing it, or delivering the message, or simply showing things thought it might be cool, and funny, and stuff

Or might also just translate into an exaggerated expression of something nonexistent.

Seems to me, I was hurt a lot already that I forgot how to take things seriously so as to make it hurt less.
I thought it was same with everyone.
I might be wrong.

If it is, I'm sorry very much.
Or just ignore if I am overreacting and such.

Tongue tied. LOL

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