Saturday, August 19, 2006

"People are unreasonable,
illogical and self-centered.
Love them anyway.

If you do good,
people will accuse you of selfish,
ulterior motives.
Do good anyway.

If you are successful,
you will win false friends
and true enemies.
Succeed anyway.

The good you do today,
will be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.

Honesty and frankness,
makes you vulnerable.
Be honest and frank anyway.

The biggest person with
the biggest idea,
can be shot down by
the smallest person with
the smallest mind.
Think big anyway.

What you spend years building,
may be destroyed overnight.
Build anyway.

People need help,
but may attack
if you help them.
Help people anyway.

Give the world
the best you have,
and you might,
get kicked in the teeth.
Give the world your best anyway."

-Annonymous-

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Friday.
It's friday again.
No, wait.
It's saturday.
Yet another saturday.

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Had an episode last night.
It's been months since the last episode.
Still can't believe she has not outgrown that.
She thought the problem was irradicated.
Seems not.

Drank 2 whole cartons of milk.
Someone said it would help make her sleep.
Well, seeing that she's still here, writing nonsensical ramblings, guess it was merely an old wive's tale.
Perhaps she'll get milk poisoning.

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So many things happened this week.
Where should she start?
Perhaps, she should not write at all.
There's no point anyway.

Point? What point is there in writing a blog in the first place?
Yes, i see your meaning. You're telling me I've wasted precious minutes just typing this entry.
No. I'm digusted at your lack in discipline. Shouldn't you be studying?
Lack of discipline?! Have you any idea what I've been doing this past week?
Yes. Wasting your time in the library, that's what you've been doing.

[A short pause]

Yes, you're right. Wasted one whole week. Pathetic. I hate myself.
I know.
Please stop playing the devil's advocate. Just leave.
I can't leave.
Why not?
I'm you.
Oh, right. I forgot.

A common habit nowadays.
Staring into space, talking to herself.
Have no idea how that developed.
It just kicked in sub-consiously.

Yes, you should stop talking to yourself you know. It's not healthy.
Just shut up.
Okay.
Ri-right.

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"For everything, there is a season,
And a time for every matter under heaven;
A time to be born, and a time to die;
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourne, and a time to dance;
A time to throw away stones, a time to gather the stones together;
A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to seek, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to throw away;
A time to tear, and a time to sew;
A time to keep slient, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate.
A time for war, and a time for peace;"

-Ecclesiastes 3:1-8-

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