City Plaza: Loneliest Place In The World

Passing by the city plaza made me realize that nothing is permanent. You see, that city has witnessed millions of events. It has witnessed millions of dance presentations,

band performances,

new friendships,

renewed friendships,

promises,

breakages of promises,

will-you-marry-me's and

it's-not-you-it's-me's,

smiles and

tears,

birthdays,

fights,
forgivenesses,
make outs,
get-togethers,
hardships,
lovers,
enemies,
friends,
and family.
After all those millions, it still becomes as lonely as the moon under special circumstances. What's so special today? It rained. Just that simple thing. Life can be a bitch, don't you think. People love you and then leave you, which I think is very normal for, like I said, nothing is permanent. Yet still I wonder why I did things I shouldn't have. I left behind something perfect. Can we really create something beautiful and then destroy it? It's a very simple yet very complicated thing. It's ironic.

The City Plaza is wearing a mask of fullness. Without the mask, it's actually very sad and empty inside.

Get In There And Talk!

I have noticed that in every amateur competition, it is very likely that the first performer sets the standards. No matter what the circumstances are, it is always going to end up with the first performer being one of the high scorers. It's kind of an unconscious bias to me really. I don't think it can go another way for it has been how it is. Why? Simple, I have been a sucker for that curse. Just now I overcame that certain fear and became what I am now.

I make sense even more today than a few years back. I believe it's due to overexposure to crowds and more talking to people. Being used to stuff takes a longer time than I thought. I started getting out of introversion when I was in 15. That was when I realized that there is more to life than petty anger towards bullies and depressing math scores. Loving life as it is was key and realizing this was all because of our English teacher. English teachers amaze me. They bring the best out of you. I don't know and I don't care if they were trained to do this thing they do or they just have it in them. I like it the way it is. It helps people know their self more than anyone else. It's like the gym for the muscle-less. Love your teachers kids. They teach stuff you don't think will be useful, but they actually do.

Giraffe

When you come to think of it, success is not something that you can just earn by working hard. Well yes, you do get it by working hard but do you really earn success through that method? There are many methods of earning success. Cheating your way through is one of them. "Is that even a method?" Yes, actually. Most of the population find it convenient to cheat. I admit I cheat sometimes, and I don't really care when I do. It's not really a big deal to me. You still learn from cheating. It's like waiting to burp to proceed eating and I like doing that because I can eat more. I can fill my stomach with more of the goodies and satisfy my urge to eat. I really don't find cheating bad as long as you still learn from it. It's the learning that counts, not the score.

Teachers can be very ironic sometimes.

Today I had very amazing achievements. We're almost done with the sem! So here's what I look like when my hair's white:

I'm Already Gone (Don't you get it?)

You can only relate to a song so much when it really makes you remember every single detail of something that it relates to. I loved a song just now that creeps on every single thing I do when I see someone from the past (OMG check out A Day To Remember's Common Courtesy! It's like the pie in pizza!). It's as if like someone has been reading my mind and has been writing a song about it. We all have had these songs in our lives. I like living with these songs. They put soul to an inanimate event.

What? An inanimate event?
I call it an event inanimate because life is dull without soul. I have my soul, my passion. I have music. Think of life as a meal. Without seasoning, it sucks. I'm pretty sure life needs some salt, vetsin, and other weird powder-like stuff your mom pours on your food while cooking. People want more of that seasoning. People want more soul! Maybe that's why I'm writing stuff down, too: I want to have more. Well, I think writing about stuff like "I got my I.Q. test today and it surprised me," or "I went to the canteen with my crush," would be very corny.

It will not surprise me if you'll tell me that I'm not making sense. I just don't a lot of times.
Here's that song that I liked.

Leave introductions to the noobs...

Hi, I'm really excited to start writing but I'll have to contain myself for now. I kind of got really interested on my friend's journal that I thought of making my own. Well, if ever anyones comes upon this blog, do what pleases you. Just be kind. :)

As for now, I'll leave you with a photo of Team Rocket as black people. You can't call me racist if I'm black, too! :)