Don't Blink 2.0

Be warned, when it comes to writing and organizing thoughts, I'm an absolute sucker. And the amount of times I repeat that statement is just ridiculous. Read, and forget. Ever have the feeling that everyone around you is so much better and you just feel like hiding under the bed and never come out again? When everyone's having a great time in life, enjoying every moment - and you're just blindly stuck at one dead end worrying about the same problems over and over again? Why do I keep feeling that way? Today's Thursday, six days since I'm back home. I'm leaving on Saturday. And what have I done so far? A glance at my to-do list, I see a number of tasks crossed out. But why do I feel like I've done absolutely nothing? I'm so depressed I can't think of anything but to keep studying. It's raining and I hate the rain. Stupid messed up thoughts, I'll get rid of you soon. I want things to change.

Wandering through my sea of thoughts, I stumbled upon a quote I used to always remind myself with:  Everything will be okay in the end. My instinct tells me that things would be very different from now. Since I opted to join a servicing club, I guess hectic schedules are inevitable. Deep down, something tells me I'm going to enjoy every bit of my time. However, the realist in me warns otherwise - to be an all rounder, to balance extra-curricular activities and academics is not an easy task. Time management plays a crucial role. Fail at it and everything could go wrong in every possible way.  I'm scared. But fear is not an enemy, it's a force that pushes us forward to strive and achieve. It is a voice inside our head that whispers the worst but offers the most glorious victory in the end. So it's okay to fear, but don't fear fear.  Embrace it, and sit back for the ride.

We grow up and grow old, trudging through life and learning lessons as we do. Often, we fall and hit ourselves hard, and bruises would leave us questioning ourselves: Have I done this right? Is this the right choice to make? Should I move forward, or turn into another path? Questions like these never guarantee immediate or even right answers and we all know it well. Instead of staying down licking our wounds, we get up, leave our comfort zone to make way for fresh challenges, recreate and reinvent ourselves to fit into the new crowd. It would be a tough transition, they say, and I could never deny it. From home to hostel, every emotional attachment you've had in the past surges back onto you after the first tedious night. You wake up in the morning after a long night of tossing in that unfamiliar bed just to realize nothing will be the same anymore. It could be the start of something amazing, but it just as well might be a pathway down to Hell. Nonetheless, these uncertai...

We were walking down the street, now in the depth of winter, covered in snow. You were almost too confident, brushing your shoes on the thick coat of snow as my sight diverged. Anxiety trailed along a thin streak of tear that rolled down my face, and then I lowered my head just to hide it away from you. Our footsteps seemed surreal. Have we walked so far just to part? Why am I always the one who stands and wave? Why does everyone turn away from me? P.S. This was written such a long time ago I forgot what triggered me. I previously thought departing would be easy, when I had nothing to hold on to, and I wanted so badly to leave. Don't get me wrong, I still want it desperately, but would my departure make an impact? Would things still remain the same when I return? C'est la vie. I say, you'll never know if you never try.

From the very bottom of my ventricles, thank you so much for making my day with the intricately planned surprise. I don't know how or where to begin expressing how grateful I am for everything you guys went through to make this happen.  And also to everyone who remembered, on Facebook, on Twitter, by text, by phone, and by mouth - I love you. There's only one last thing to say: I'm fucking legal.

I admit it all the time, I'm not the best person in the universe, and I cannot evade flaws in my words or actions. Thinking back, I offended the wrong people, spoke words I never thought would hurt. And of course, I am truly sorry to whoever was once a victim of my blatancy. The inevitable thing is, some scars are hard to mend. Particularly scars on those who judge you by your past, regardless of who you are now.  I'm glad to have someone close bold enough to remind me once in a while to rethink what I did and what I'm doing with my life. I let the wrong people in, and push away the right ones. Sometimes it feels as if I'm about to be sucked into a vortex of despair, but as much as I'm sure it will kill me, I loosen my grip and plunge towards my demise. By then I would still be telling myself it's the right thing to do. Just so I can fall asleep at night. Now I'm rethinking. Why do I keep throwing myself into an empty space? Because I'm ex...

 This is Dave Franco, James Franco's younger brother, portraying Jack Wilder.   This is Jesse Eisenberg, who played Mark Zuckerberg in The Social Network. He stars as J. Daniel Atlas.  I guess Rotten Tomatoes has logical reasons to rate the film as 'rotten' because under the super cool distracting holographic effects and mind boggling abracadabras, lies only a scattered plot. Although on second thought, some unresolved suspense might lead to a sequel in the near future. It may be a downer for most critics but for audiences it's definitely watch-worthy.  Personally, a 7.5 out of 10 for the unexpected plot twist and brilliant special effects, which easily qualify as some pleasant eye candy for the day. "The closer you look, the less you'll see." On a side note, my Sunday was well spent.