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26.12.1987 popular sanguine + peaceful phlegmatic |
i, may be your treasure or the price you ve to pay. may be your why or wherefore within the measure of a day.
i guess, better is open rebuke then hidden love.
Thursday, July 9, 2009/ 3:30 AM
all endings are also beginnings. we just don't know it at the time.
its 3:30 am n in still awake. gawd i cun slp!!! my eyes r still brite. pfft~ lucky im on pm shift 2mrw. or nt. n work nw, *slow sigh*. im up to my ears w tinks. thank u sista for promotin me, (i consider myself lucky all e time. frm e time i start work up till 2dae.) bt can i pls slow dwn abit. *scratch head* too much tinks, soo little time. but guess tts 1 of e wake up calls 4 me. to start workin hard lyk i earnd it. u noe, i dun lyk ppl hu r competitive. ambitious ppl, w their eye on e prize instead of e task in hand. ppl hu wanted 2 b e best 4 all e wrg reasons n hu'd take almost any path to get to tt place. beine best equal as bein in e middle, which was equal as bein e worst. all were merely a state of bein. ppl hu were constantly lookin over their shoulders, always look at wt e nxt person is doin, comparin themselves. lookin 2 achieve greater tinks, always wantin2 b betta. n e entire pt of me sayin all tis, was to say tt ppl u constantly looked over their shoulders, bumped into tinks. tts nt gd. u ve 2 remember u ve other responsibilities. u need to keep ppl close. u need to gif em access to ur heart. not all. jus e ones u trust it w. n believe me itll do u soo much gd. what we didnt need to know, we didnt need to ask. some people just dont quite get the gist of that. |