so people my age [plus and minus] nowadays are getting well-known in the country for their looks, their photos, their covers, their comedy, their tweets, blah blah.
and me? i'm not a funny person. i can't sing [and i'm damn proud of this, actually] nobody looks at my pictures for a second time. i only get retweeted once every two or three days.
i guess i'm happy enough if people bother reading what i blog. it may not be appealing to everyone especially when i go on about Pokemon, but sometimes when i blog about my personal stories and some inspirational shit, i get so damn happy when people read that.
ah, dammit, all of a sudden i can't wait to be 25 years old x_x
i have nothing intelligent to say right now.
so lately, i've been losing touch with music. it seems like the songs i've always liked are getting "old", in the dusty and broken kind of way. it feels like i don't want to listen to them anymore. like my good ole Sum 41 and Three Days Grace.
maybe it's because all these songs have memories with someone who was long gone. maybe it was too difficult to untangle those pictures from these sounds; the more i try to separate them, the more they entwine with one another.
maybe i got extremely desperate in trying to forget. that's why i developed a sudden liking to things which i'd never liked before. i don't know.
i'm not gonna cry tonight, no. and not tomorrow, too. i want yesterday's paper ring to be the last red. as difficult as it is, it's not impossible. isn't it?
been having late night/early morning talks with Syamirul that were very meaningful. i really treasure this friend of mine, i swear. he believes in me so much although i do not have the self-confidence.
ah, ah. i have the feeling the six months of holidays ahead is gonna be super tough to go by.
if you ride on your past, the only thing it'll do for you is bring you in the opposite direction of where you're really headed.
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