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Monday, October 24, 2005

Sometimes...when you walk and walk along a straight road, people walk with you. When there are other junctions, you realise that moe and more people would leave you and go through their own path of life. After walking for too long and the journey, people get tired and would much rather part with you to rest and allow you to go. You continue the ominous looking road unaware of any imminent danger or try to feighn ignorance that there lurks demons along the way be it within yourself, the demon that tell you to stop, to give up, to give in, to cave in to the majority, to just follow the people. That tell you you are not even worth it.
Life is not a waste if after your soles are all burnt due to the friction, you look around and still smile to somebody and say thanks. What matters is the person who strived with you.

But how do you differentiate them? And how do you get them? Appreciation is important. Be it family, friends and also relationship. You dun appreciate anyone, you dun get any. Simple as that. Sorry Narin, you tried.

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Image lies in not just the way you think, it is the way you approach people( the first 5 mins counts), the clothes you wear, your achievements, your dollars, and most importantly your movements.
Someone taught me that my movements is all mixed-up. Too artificial. too blind. A mixture of myself and some ammendments should be made. Be urself and you better coop urself up in a room. Be yourself to people who deserve it. different POVs needed. But i still wonder who am i?
Till then..i'll coop myself up in my room.