European Countries by Ward Zwart
the i hate dissertation song, an anthem for all of master students…an anthem for my self as am being the king of procrastination…
when your 24.
time flies and when i realized i’m already in this middle age stage. things happened and by far i’m starting to lower my expectation and live by what’s there in the menu. so here are things i encounter and realize during these days :
romeo and juliet starts to sound so stupid, this movie or story is not romantic. it is stupid. for me, family comes first, love shouldn’t be that stupid, shouldn’t be that useless, shouldn’t be that tragic and too much. use your logic d’oh.
you’ll start ignoring all things you used to thought was a sign. you’ll grow wiser. if God in any kind of god purpose want to show you something, well for the love of God, God will show you. no need to wander around asking whether it was a sign or not, use your logic.
having a boyfriend is not enough. you’ll start looking for a partner, a lifetime partner. why spent another year wasting your not so young age again with someone you know you can’t be with? (ahh)
saturday night doesn’t seems so important like back in the days, where hanging out on saturday night is a must. dvd, family, and just layin around are flattering enough.
news became something you have to know, like know. you can’t be in your 20 something and be an ignorant.
somehow, you’ll get more realistic. well in my case, i do.
being angry towards something is not cool anymore, you’re like : ah well, like i care.
traveling became something addictive. it’s like a little escape in your so too much world.
by time, you’ll learn that people talk too much, ask too much, and expecting too much. don’t get all stress up, don’t get all crazy, we are all the same. you just do your thing and buy an earplug if those sound bother you that much.
being crazy could be nice, but after all, what you need the most is comfort. that is the main thing. being comfortable in anything you do. in anything you wear. comfortable is the key in your life.
you don’t really need a new friend, all you need is the people who understand you the most. those circle you hang to, but most of all, family is what we have. the kind of people you will depend on.
well.. this is just my two cent. how’s yours?
Five weeks in a prison, I made no friends
There’s more time to be done, but I’ve got a week to spend
I didn’t pay much attention first time around
But now you’re hard not to notice, right here in my town
Where the stage of my old life meets the cast of the new
Tonights actors: Me and You
Each day is taking us closer
While drawing the curtains to close
This far, or further, I need to know
Your increasingly long embraces
Are they saying sorry or please?
I don’t know what’s happening, help me
Through the streets, on the corners, there’s a scent in the air
I ask you out and I lead you, I know my way around here
There’s a bench I remember, and on the way there I find
That the movements you’re making, are mirrored in mine
And your hand is held open, intentionally
Or just what I want to see?
Your increasingly long embraces
Are they saying sorry or please?
I don’t know what’s happening, help me
I don’t normally beg for assistance
I rely on my own eyes to see
But right now they make no sense to me
Right now you make no sense to me
this is the lowest point of my knowledge phase. never felt so empty like this before. ironic isn’t it?
the world we live in, irony.
heard a story of you from a friend of mine. she said that you’re doing great. she said that your plus one is a fine lady. she said that you are simply happy. it’s all that i need to hear, that it’s all that matters. your being great and happy. you deserve it : )
as you used to hold me fine, and understood me and the situation way too well.
it’s funny when we first met it felt so random, but somehow it turns out to be beautiful. there’s nothing too much in us, but maybe that’s the problem. we could exist only in the absent of world. but now it doesn’t matter at all. all i need to know that your doing great. and you are..
our story was a story of a fine love, nothing is wrong. we just happened to live in a different world.
.but that’s the way it goes.and it’s what nobody knows.and everyday my confusion grows.
