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It has been, how many months, nearly 6 months I think, I have been a handicap ... I know, I have been keeping strong for those 6 months, but, I am a man of outdoor, I need to go out and see my friends. I have the need to go out and see the world. Cooping in this house, will wither my soul and creativity away. I see my life being thrown into doing something useless everyday. I have no mood to get up because, there is nothing for me to see. There is nothing for me to look forward to in every freaking waking hour. I feel rather useless and worthless. I think, it is enough with the high self critical within me that keep eating me from inside. To open my eyes, every single day is just like waiting for the Grim Reaper to come for me. People will tell me then, 'Hey, do something useful, like Online Business and such', for your information, Business and me, do not go well together... And some people who do know me, will say 'Write a book, a poem, a song, read a book or work out'... I cannot do any of those... My house is not a place to do those... Let me just tell you. It is not just about mood... If you know creative people, they need their zone of creativity. and I do have that, and it is NOT in MY HOME... [ I have my reason why ] ...
Walking, it just one of the easiest thing to do, after you have mastered it when you were small, I do not understand why people always tell me that you have to RE-learn it again if you broke your leg... For me, what you have MASTERED, should stick until your last breath, except, if you had amnesia... But, the thing about amnesia, people still remember how to talk and eat and the important of wearing clothes, and more... So, why do oneself does not have to master back something that he or she has completely forgotten, the memory of learning it, but when you fractured your leg, you have to learn it. It does not make sense to me.
Feeling to be unable to walk, suck... to the core.... Right now, I just want to show that I can do it, walk... I did, a few times, in the spite of the self hatred and loathsome inside of me that long to walk and hate to be a potato couch. To tell you the truth, if my leg is well now, I will be walking, nonstop. I long to jog and workout. I long to travel with my friends, to see them and go yam-cha together. I long to do a lot of things.
If my family knows that I walked, crutches-less, I think they would get mad at me. But, Hey, I walked like a normal people walking, literally. I can still walk... ^_^ I think I just need to keep that in mind...
Sunday, June 24, 2012
WYDIWYG
What You Do Is What You Get...
in another word, KARMA...
As I grew up, I have learnt that, we have to be good to other people regardless...
I would like to share one story about a sibling of a friend of mine. ~
He had one big argument with this kid at school as the person pushed him off the table, unto the ground. He felt a throbbing pain all over his body and whats more, all of his classmate laughed at him. He came home with an injured pride and painful physique.
So, there were a few knives throwing battles via Facebook between him and the father's friend. He wanted to do something deceitful, so he asked for my help, for some apparent reason that was actually beyond my knowledge and understanding.
Anyway, we talked and discussed and I told him I could not help him. A few days afterward, I asked him again when I saw him online, how was the progress of his revengeful act on that classmate of him. He told me, Karma happened. I was actually glad for it as I knew that he would not seek revenge on his friend anymore. So, I indulge myself to know more about the incident. He told me that, when everyone was having a marching preparation at the field, some of those, who did not participate in it, have to sit in the class. His friend is rather a large guy, and unfortunately for the friend, the chair that he sat on, was unable to support his weight and it broke down and he fell. Everyone in the vicinity was laughing to the incident.
When I heard this, I asked him, did he laugh too, and his answer was a YES... So, I told him, he should not do that. As what comes around, comes around. Yesterday, might be your misfortune, and Today, might be his, but if one still laughing at the other misfortune, the cycle would not stop. Ergo, I hope he learned his lesson and will try to be a better man...
in another word, KARMA...
As I grew up, I have learnt that, we have to be good to other people regardless...
I would like to share one story about a sibling of a friend of mine. ~
He had one big argument with this kid at school as the person pushed him off the table, unto the ground. He felt a throbbing pain all over his body and whats more, all of his classmate laughed at him. He came home with an injured pride and painful physique.
So, there were a few knives throwing battles via Facebook between him and the father's friend. He wanted to do something deceitful, so he asked for my help, for some apparent reason that was actually beyond my knowledge and understanding.
Anyway, we talked and discussed and I told him I could not help him. A few days afterward, I asked him again when I saw him online, how was the progress of his revengeful act on that classmate of him. He told me, Karma happened. I was actually glad for it as I knew that he would not seek revenge on his friend anymore. So, I indulge myself to know more about the incident. He told me that, when everyone was having a marching preparation at the field, some of those, who did not participate in it, have to sit in the class. His friend is rather a large guy, and unfortunately for the friend, the chair that he sat on, was unable to support his weight and it broke down and he fell. Everyone in the vicinity was laughing to the incident.
When I heard this, I asked him, did he laugh too, and his answer was a YES... So, I told him, he should not do that. As what comes around, comes around. Yesterday, might be your misfortune, and Today, might be his, but if one still laughing at the other misfortune, the cycle would not stop. Ergo, I hope he learned his lesson and will try to be a better man...
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