was there 11+ in the morning all the way till 11pm.
actually i slacked quite a lot but because i was damn sian. My group members had things to attend to so i had to do some of the work along. Anyway, gonna go back later and finished up the whole space by today.
Haven't even started on the assignment 1 for colors and light yet.
Monday's the review some more.
Andrew and kosol damn crazy sia. Yesterday went home, they did something daring, i've never seen before. They went out all the way to the empty road (meaning when no cars passing through) and did things like push-ups, michael jackson moves. I saw already was like... what the heck?? It was funny yet dangerous, i probably won't dare to do it. Haha.
Been having bad dreams lately.
Hmmm, normally i guess my feelings are reflected in my dreams. So... probably..
I get deja vu often last time too. haha, meaning you dream of some place and later in your life you will be at there place and will tend to find it familiar cause you had dreamt that you were there.
The Child and the Toy
The bad dream.
I felt afraid.
Afraid of the truth which I could not accept.
But I felt more pain..
Seeing the way you want to tell me but yet you can't.
There was something glowing on the cheeks.
I didn't have to guess, it's probably that.
It's probably been tough for you all along.
I've became a monster. A selfish asshole.
I forced many things onto you as though you're like my "toy".
But that dream never had a proper, good ending.
It's like a nightmare replaying and replaying.
If that nightmare could have a good ending.
I will "dump" you. Like a child tired of playing his old toys.
It sounds sad, doesn't it?
But don't worry. Another child will pick you up and clean you up.
Then, you will be new again. No more dirt and dark spots.
That way, your smile will never be covered up by the dirt anymore.
Smile like nobody's business, regain that radiance you once had that made the children like you.
Start a better beginning and end it with an even better ending.
What? The bad boy who dump the toy?
Who cares about the villian in a story. Haha!
He stood in his room looking at his "hourglass".
He then placed one palm on it and pushed it off the table.
Even though the sand's flow depicts the time, it just isn't fair.
If the time is not enough, he can always turn it over and never let it stop flowing.
There, now the hourglass is gone.
No more excuses. He should learn to be a better person from now.
Just hope that no more toys are ruined by him anymore ;]
But one thing is still the fact. At least the toy can find a better owner now.
The End.
Okay I need to bath now and leave for school. Ciao people!
*Editted 10.43pm* >>
Freaking tired and restless again.
Damn sian of doing the space planning shit already.
Monday's review for the color and light assignment and i have yet to start. Good Game.
Don't even feel like going school either sia...
Many people are falling sick. Let's hope i will stay healthy throughout.
Argh. Need something to keep me alive - . -
Second time for the day, Bye people.
By the way, acoustic songs rocks and i am beginning to like indonesian songs. Ciao! (Third time)