gotta my schedule for next week..sat and sun on midnight so presumably by logical deduction, i guess i'll spend my birthday working midnight shift.
Not that i dread it..but who wants to spend birthday like that..no matter how insignificant this day have become..it's still a birthday issn't it?
Few months back..this day seems to be going to be a week of fun somewhere in some part of this world..Ya ya ya..i know i shouldn't keep thinking about the "what ifs" but rather the 'what is'...
But 'what is' what?
What am i now?
A ghost!
That's how i see myself in the mirror..my reflection.
work 8 to almost 11 for the past few days..hanging out aimlessly till 3am before i goes home..
broke out in cold sweat in the wee hours..hardly catch a wink!
Everyone goes through these phrases issn't it?
Why it seems like people can party away and enjoying whatsoever attention that people's sending out..while i have to slog myself and face the silence of every night with a glass of spirit which ironically never ever lift my spirit..
Am i really so fucking bad so fucking fucking fucking fuck up that i deserve all this fucking fucking fucking shit that i get in my fucking fuck fuck up life?
Do i just have to go through all these on my own, till i succeed one day before i get a second look?
When u gets lemon, crush some ice and u made lemonade.
When life gets bitter, crushes my spirit and i made sorrow.
People grow, people learn, people accept, people forgive, people get realistic, people thinks she deserve better for the qualities she presume to have own..but people never ever look me in the eye and see the changes, see the sacrifices, see the hard work that i've put in...
Greatness is never build on a single factor, but rather made up of many accumulated efforts...
For all the accumulated efforts i've put in over the years, i'm still being judged upon a single factor.
We agreed that it was over, but i never agreed with myself.
Though it may forever sound a cliché, but people get emotionally upset or angry because they CARE. Though i shouldn't care or wonder where or how things are anymore...i can't help it and its killing me. I believe everyone made mistake. Some are overlooked, some are tolerated, some are just simply amplified, or maybe its just an excuse to break free, to consider better options. For all that injustice, for all that harshness that fate brought upon into my life..Perhaps its time i learn to accept the folly of my moment of imprudent behaviour.