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Joce-lyn
All I yearn, is for the love of someone, coupled with the love from my sibling and parents. And to me, true love is when one sees an imperfect person perfectly. Which is what I see in you. The degree of the love that I have for you, I will learn from my past mistakes and make myself better for you. Just you. Then again, maybe I'm never the one. I'm not perfect, nor am I good in any sense.
Actions never coincide with words, and thoughts never coincide with either. That is, if you ever get past the first sentence.
pressure. it is able to build up a person's confidence, and break it down into pieces in the same amount of time. and that same pressure, made me study and go into the exam hall to prove my worth. damn im good... i came out early, and i passed the paper. with flying colours too, unless all the others have the wrong answer as well. then i'll be left speechless.
anyway, the pressure shaped my character as well. it just makes me wanna prove that my weakest subject, will ultimately be as strong as my programming. i had to prove it, not to anyone, but to myself that i could do it.
some say there are 2 kinds of people in the world. the 'smart but lazy', and the 'stupid but hardworking'. i fit into neither. im the type that will put my heart and will into it if i want to. and if the mood proves right.
its still early in the day. and surprisingly, im in a good mood for a change. not that kinda good mood, but the feel good 'high' kinda mood. what got me down for this week, was mainly personal problems and 2 modules. after AEL, i was still in a foul mood. cant help it when ACCA was looming. and now, ACCA has passed. the next is PP and im free. in a sense... until i solve the remaining problems, i will never be free.
i dont know how to solve it, neither how to approach the problem. thought about it, and i know its my fault. im sincere in my apology... and i wanna make amends. but i dont know how. sometimes i wish that im dead. no more problems, no need to rack up solutions. i lock my feelings away when i need/want to, and let it out to a select few. u know who u are people. the words i say is different from what i feel and sometimes do. so only a few, the fingers on one hand is one too many already, know me well.
im still trying my best... in sorting out my entire life. think about it, dying is just running away from the damn problem. its still there, and it needs to be solved. what can be done? i dont know, and i'll leave it till tomorrow... right now, the last paper...
anyway, the pressure shaped my character as well. it just makes me wanna prove that my weakest subject, will ultimately be as strong as my programming. i had to prove it, not to anyone, but to myself that i could do it.
some say there are 2 kinds of people in the world. the 'smart but lazy', and the 'stupid but hardworking'. i fit into neither. im the type that will put my heart and will into it if i want to. and if the mood proves right.
its still early in the day. and surprisingly, im in a good mood for a change. not that kinda good mood, but the feel good 'high' kinda mood. what got me down for this week, was mainly personal problems and 2 modules. after AEL, i was still in a foul mood. cant help it when ACCA was looming. and now, ACCA has passed. the next is PP and im free. in a sense... until i solve the remaining problems, i will never be free.
i dont know how to solve it, neither how to approach the problem. thought about it, and i know its my fault. im sincere in my apology... and i wanna make amends. but i dont know how. sometimes i wish that im dead. no more problems, no need to rack up solutions. i lock my feelings away when i need/want to, and let it out to a select few. u know who u are people. the words i say is different from what i feel and sometimes do. so only a few, the fingers on one hand is one too many already, know me well.
im still trying my best... in sorting out my entire life. think about it, dying is just running away from the damn problem. its still there, and it needs to be solved. what can be done? i dont know, and i'll leave it till tomorrow... right now, the last paper...
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