Thursday, October 16, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
doctordoctordoctordoctordoctordoctordoctordoctordoctor
I want to be a doctor.
I was watching "House" and the show is so great.
I will become good docta one dayy
-M
I was watching "House" and the show is so great.
I will become good docta one dayy
-M
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Wafer Thin Happiness
That just how the cookie crumbles eh?
I feel like a what does christina call it...uhhh "pseudo-philosopher" teehee
lalalala
-megumi
I feel like a what does christina call it...uhhh "pseudo-philosopher" teehee
lalalala
-megumi
Thursday, October 9, 2008
The Day
I think that I have new respect for people I originally thought were stupid.
It's a bittersweet feeling. I am a narcissist and well, I don't know how to describe in a relatively flattering way that it makes me feel jealous. The good thing is that the jealousy doesn't make me hate them or anything, it's just sort of letting go. The whole bond was similar to a hydrogen bond...not making sense there - just wanted to give a visual image.
I think that my day is boring, but at least it wasn't horrible.
In realizing that when I get to know people I tend to drift away, I don't know how to solve the problem. Once upon a time I read a book about this man who only yearned for what he could not have. I wonder if I have inherited that trait from him, for I only wish to attain things that seem far away - once obtaining it/or the person, I fear that letting go is the only option. The reason for this is that I either dislike their personality, get annoyed, but mostly I find another unattainable thing.
This is a horrible way of thinking, and I hope that I can grow out of this.
I have been reflecting lately on how I became this loser shell. I realized that so many things could have been accomplished if I hadn't gotten sick and discovered anime and manga.
There is a story behind this. Middle school was a beautiful sanctuary for this young girl - everyday being wonderful fun adventure. She had many friends whom she could rely on and trust wholeheartedly. She was a relatively capable student, with a suitable balance of extracurriculars - which she loved. She loved singing, but never appreciated it until it was gone. One day, things changed. She became somewhat depressed. She started to miss school - the excuse being a chronic stomach ache that was not entirely non-existent, but also not entirely a sufficient reason to be absent. Slowly, the reason was not only to go on her computer and watch anime, but was also the stress of trying to keep up work from home and facing people when going back to school. There was this pressure of facing the teachers after being absent for so long. Thankfully she miraculously managed to sustain her average grades.
Her social life went downhill. She no longer had so many friends she could trust and rely on - because she was not there for them the whole year. Bonds break from distances. Still to this day, possessing more superficial acquaintances to converse with in class and to wave to in the halls. What the hell has happened? Every tick of the second hand plagues her brain, her urge to be released from school becomes obsession. Tick. TOck. It is no longer an obsession but a longing so great that, the greener grass on the other side - the freedom - becomes too wonderful to imagine. When she is finally liberated from the madhouse, there is nothing but barren desert.
Knowing this. The cycle continues, not in ignorance, but repetition that surfaces from habit as well as a slight hope that something will be different.
Crying yet? xD
-The Leaf
It's a bittersweet feeling. I am a narcissist and well, I don't know how to describe in a relatively flattering way that it makes me feel jealous. The good thing is that the jealousy doesn't make me hate them or anything, it's just sort of letting go. The whole bond was similar to a hydrogen bond...not making sense there - just wanted to give a visual image.
I think that my day is boring, but at least it wasn't horrible.
In realizing that when I get to know people I tend to drift away, I don't know how to solve the problem. Once upon a time I read a book about this man who only yearned for what he could not have. I wonder if I have inherited that trait from him, for I only wish to attain things that seem far away - once obtaining it/or the person, I fear that letting go is the only option. The reason for this is that I either dislike their personality, get annoyed, but mostly I find another unattainable thing.
This is a horrible way of thinking, and I hope that I can grow out of this.
I have been reflecting lately on how I became this loser shell. I realized that so many things could have been accomplished if I hadn't gotten sick and discovered anime and manga.
There is a story behind this. Middle school was a beautiful sanctuary for this young girl - everyday being wonderful fun adventure. She had many friends whom she could rely on and trust wholeheartedly. She was a relatively capable student, with a suitable balance of extracurriculars - which she loved. She loved singing, but never appreciated it until it was gone. One day, things changed. She became somewhat depressed. She started to miss school - the excuse being a chronic stomach ache that was not entirely non-existent, but also not entirely a sufficient reason to be absent. Slowly, the reason was not only to go on her computer and watch anime, but was also the stress of trying to keep up work from home and facing people when going back to school. There was this pressure of facing the teachers after being absent for so long. Thankfully she miraculously managed to sustain her average grades.
Her social life went downhill. She no longer had so many friends she could trust and rely on - because she was not there for them the whole year. Bonds break from distances. Still to this day, possessing more superficial acquaintances to converse with in class and to wave to in the halls. What the hell has happened? Every tick of the second hand plagues her brain, her urge to be released from school becomes obsession. Tick. TOck. It is no longer an obsession but a longing so great that, the greener grass on the other side - the freedom - becomes too wonderful to imagine. When she is finally liberated from the madhouse, there is nothing but barren desert.
Knowing this. The cycle continues, not in ignorance, but repetition that surfaces from habit as well as a slight hope that something will be different.
Crying yet? xD
-The Leaf
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Errgish
I don't like the way that I try to make other people perceive me as.
It is hard to do this.
I wonder how long it will last.
-the lonely leaf
It is hard to do this.
I wonder how long it will last.
-the lonely leaf
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