Ranting

I just want to get this off my chest.

Sometimes, it's just so dang hard to communicate.

Sometimes, when I talk, I will like I'm talking to the walls.

Its like the choice to ignore just blocks every single thing.

I feel so isolated.

Have you ever got this feeling, of knowing what you're talking about, and yet, your comments go unheard at all?

I have.

Maybe to some of you, I'm just so serious.

Maybe to some of you, I'm just that gullible.

Maybe to some of you, I'm just the one who knows-it-all.

Maybe to some of you, I'm just the one who likes to emo in one corner.

Maybe to some of you, I'm just one who keeps quiet all the time.

Has it ever occurred to any of you that ever thought any of those above WHY I'd be like that?

I'm serious?

I just want work to be done, properly and quickly.

I'm gullible?

I choose to believe wholeheartedly without doubt.

And yet I get cheated anyway.

I guess that's been an advantage to you for too long eh.

I'm the know-it-all?
Are you kidding me.

I choose to strive for perfection, but I'm still not perfect nonetheless.

I emo in a corner?
Who's talking now.

I dont literally sit in a corner, you know.

I keep quiet?

I'm just having those thoughtful moments.

Yes, maybe that's why I keep quiet too.

Everything about me that I've just mentioned seems like it's a disadvantage to MY OWN SELF.

Aint it funny?

I've heard about self preservation above all, but this?

I must be crazy.

NO, I take that back.

I AM crazy.

But still, I choose the pain above the happiness.

Maybe that's why one of the pretty accurate quizzes I in facebook said I prevent myself from being happy.

I've tried to change this part of me, but it seems I cant.

...

Yes.

I'm done.

Been holding that back for quiet awhile.

2years, I guess.

:/

P/s : Hey, this is not a direct hit to ANYONE, not insulting anyone as well.

I'm just expressing what I felt.

I'm not angry at anyone as well.

I'm angry at myself for being so dang stupid.

I think this is how I always land myself into deep shit.

But even so, having said all this.

I know my heart, and it will never change.

-.-

Why does someone like me exist anyway.

Crap, i ended up continueing anyway.

OKAY.

ENOUGH OF THIS CRAP.

***

I happened to watch The Notebook before Wip's concert and Lakehouse after Wip's concert last week.

Nice man.

I didnt see the beginnings, but I DID see the endings.

Oh well.

Both of them are NICE :D

It's worth watching them, even my dad says so LOL.

Though, er, I ended up crying a lot for both.

:x

Today, I was reading the Chinese book I borrowed for my book review.

This, is the very first time, I've cried while reading a CHEENA book.

It's damn touching lor.

The title's Letter from Heaven, or rather, 天堂来信.

(Y)
But, really saddening.

These love stories, they just want to make me cry only.

Or am I just over sensitive?