Random 3am thoughts

Often at times, we wonder about our past mistakes, and where we would be right now if that blunder of an event didn't occur. Of course, it would be meaningless to ponder about such things, as it only brings about grief and sorrow, not to mention all the time wasted by dwelling over such things. But somehow, the heart (and brain?) has an affinity towards reminiscing such grim occurrence 💀. It relishes taking a trip down the memory lane, despite knowing the horrible ending that lies at the end of the journey 😢. Maybe there are a few exultant episodes yet we tend to focus on the gaffes that we've made. It worsens when you're in solitude and in the dead of night when everyone else is in slumber. Perhaps it is due to the darkness and gloom in the surrounding which seems to aggravate it, becoming more intense as the time passes by 🕞.

Anyway, where am I going with this? 🤣 I've seemed to forgot what I wanted to talk about in the first place. Well, whatever I actually have an upcoming test next week and I'll need to study for it. I'm only writing this while waiting for my clothes to dry at the laundry. In any case, do pray for me and my buddies, till next time peeps. ありがとう ございます (Arigatou Gozaimasu) 📚😊

Trash

Warning: Don't read further if you're not prepared to feel irritated. Today's piece of writing would not interest anyone and have no purpose aside from letting me express myself. Again I would like to encourage you guys to not waste your time reading this.


Have you ever feel like you're a purposeless nincompoop? You try to fit in a group of people, but you can't cause you're just inept at everything that you do and no one ever wants a burden like you around them. You tried your best but sometimes best isn't enough. Which is why I have always tried to help as much as I could so that people will not view me as a pathetic blunder of a person. But deep down you know you're a good for nothing scum. Haish. I'm sorry that you guys have to read this, I don't want to trouble people by telling them my sob story, only for them to scorn me and make me feel more miserable. Besides, bothering people with my problem wouldn't do them any good. It is not something that can be solved easily just by telling people about it. But of course, no matter what deep shit you're in you have to keep moving forward with your own life. You would perhaps expect the world to slow down or stop until your trouble disappears but life doesn't work that way. So even though you're in a predicament you have to comfort yourself by saying " I'm not ok but it's ok". But does it really work? Well, whatever I don't really give a damn anyway. Ok, bye peeps ngantuk pulak time tengah emosi ni hahaha I hope the sleep will take away all my sadness and miseries huhu.

P.S: If you've ignored my warning and read the whole thing, pretty please don't approach and talk to me about it, I don't like to discuss my problems with other people. I'm writing because I don't know what else to do. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Run Away

Yeoboseyo dear readers. Last year I said that I will be frequently updating this blog, guess I kinda broke my promise again ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. Well, to be frank, I do have plenty of free time, it's just that my lazy ass decided to use that free time to dawdle around 😆. Actually, I wanted to take down this blog the other day as I feel like killing myself when I read back what I wrote in all my previous posts. Don't know somehow I feel stupid, it's like reading-your-dumb-ancient-facebook-posts-kind-of-stupid, back then most of us using Facebook are still naive and foolish 🤣. Anyway, I've decided to not delete this blog, due to the fact that I think I will still continue to write here in the future. A few weeks ago I wrote a poem, but I don't feel like letting anyone read it because, I don't know, I just don't feel like it. And somehow today out of the blue I feel like posting it since I reckoned it would be a waste to just keep it to myself. And so without further ado:

Tried to run away,
Yet I came back the instant you said hey,
Honest to god I would really like to stay,
But I don't want my heart to be led astray,
Lost and adrift from the right way,
And next my heart will ultimately decay,
For you will inevitably betray,
And choose the man in the Chevrolet,
Or maybe the bloke in the fancy cabriolet.

Perhaps for the time being all I need is a vacay,
To a country as far as Norway,
Because my mind is currently in disarray,
Don't you worry I'll be okay,
I'll come back here next Monday.

In the end my heart cant disobey,
It keeps saying i love you Lindsay,
Either yesterday or today,
Or the next day,
Everyday is a replay,
Well at least i know I'm not gay,
I guess that's a hurray {?}

To avoid any misunderstandings, I would like my peers to keep in mind that this poem has nothing to do with anyone dead or alive. Ciao, till we meet again. 😴


P.S : I have nothing against gay people, just needed to rhyme the second last line of my poem 🙂