could it be?

could it be that i did a terrible mistake this time around. i have always thought that as long as i try, i can make anything work. but, as of now, it’s becoming more and more apparent that sometimes, talent do come in hand when you choose what you want to do in your life. it’s not about whether you like something then you can do it. no, apparently that’s not the case. i wonder if i really took the wrong turn in my life at the beginning of this semester. it’s only been approximately seven weeks, and yet, i am still clueless. i am still lost. i can’t do much with this head of mine. i can’t. studying although not as much as it should be, i still studied. i tried. it did not work. and there is nothing much i could do about it. makes me wonder if i were to take another major, would the result be much different? would it help? would it really make me feel better? would it make my life easier?

hell yeah! it’s going to make my life that much easier. i don’t have to count and count and still don’t get the answer that i want. i only need to read, read, and read. what is so hard about reading and memorising? it’s not as hard compared to counting and counting, hitting the calculator again and again, yet, you still don’t get the freaking answer.

but, no. i chose this. i will make it work. no backing out. no turning back. no regrets.

love,
natalie
09022010/12.42pm

but i see you…

no matter what i say, no matter how much i try to deny it, i can’t change the fact that i do see you. i do notice whatever you’re doing. i do notice that my denial isn’t working as well as i want it to. but then again, it’s not a matter of whether it’s working or not. it’s a matter of whether i’ve successfully created this barrier that separates the both of us. the trust is broken and it would most definitely be incredibly hard to restore it to it’s glory. i admit it. sometimes, i do feel that i want to forget everything and just return to the original state we were in. but, it’s not that easy. i’ve got my own pride to maintain, and you’ve got yours. even when you are such a b*tch, humans have pride to be maintained, and i respect that. i have not stooped so low as to deny a person of their own pride. although people may treat you unkindly, it doesn’t mean that i have to do the same thing to others. a revenge will just have to be done in a different manner. a manner which satisfies me.

people always thought that being silent means i am being strong. but, in a way, not complaining about it everywhere i go doesn’t mean that i am strong. it’s just that, nobody sees the cracks in the armor that i’ve built around me.

it’s just that, the armor that i’ve built seems solid enough for people to mistaken it as me being a strong person. although, i have to admit, it’s not exactly about the armor that i had around me. it’s also because while i am putting up a brave front, i have also developed a sense of security of myself that i am pretty brave. i no longer shy away from certain things that means i have to get out of my own comfort zone. i’ve confidently stepped into an area which is strange to me.

life can never be smooth-sailing. it will most definitely never go the way we want it to go. if it does, would life be interesting anymore? there is a reason why our lives are the way it is now. i don’t really believe in fate, i much prefer to call it coincidences. even when there is nothing coincidental with coincidences. all those tongue twisters. i like it.

love,
natalie
08022010/4.31pm

testing 1,2,3…

i’m just testing if windows live writer works at all. if i’m not mistaken, when i tried to use it to blog last time, it didn’t work. apparently my blog address is not available or not found. somehow, it’s not there. anyway, the internet connection is so-so as of now. not sure if it’s really going to get posted right away or going to take hours to post this up. not like it’s important anyway.

love,
natalie
04022010/4.14pm

it should not have been this way…

i meant being a student shouldn’t be this carefree. yea, sure. there are times when being carefree is acceptable. however, when you are faced with a test or exam, should you be so carefree? i think the answer would be no. unless you are absolutely prepared. you know the book from the back of your hands. which is highly unlikely. and i am most definitely not one to do that. i am one of those that laugh their heads off even when she hasn’t studied anything at all. well, that is why i’m saying that being carefree can be a difficult thing. sometimes, i do feel guilty for not studying anything at all. sometimes, i really don’t care less. i just want to lie on the bed, sleep for a few minutes more, half an hour more, an hour more. i want to go online, for hours and hours without any end. ah well. this is not how it should be and most definitely i am paying the price now. i do know what i am doing now is most probably going to bite me in the butt next time around. but, as of now, i really couldn’t care less. what is most important now is, i am happy. i am free.

love,
natalie
03022010/11.22pm

dickhead…

i loved this song when i first downloaded it. of course, then, i wasn’t having anyone in mind when i heard that particular song. so, dickhead by kate nash is practically just another song on my playlist. it wasn’t anything else. it didn’t mean anything. except for, i do like the beat. however, after such a long time, i’m listening to this song again and i do have someone in mind. mind you, it wasn’t someone anyone know. so far, it’s only going to be me and me only.

why are you being a dickhead for
stop being a dickhead
why are you being a dickhead for
you’re just fucking up situations

why are you being a dickhead for
stop being a dickhead
why are you being a dickhead for
you’re just fucking up situations

shiny floor, slippery feet
lights are dim, my eyes can’t meet
the reflection that turns my images
upside down so I can’t see

think you know everything
you really don’t know nothing
i wish that you were more intelligent
so you could see that what you are doing
is so shitty, to me

thirty five
people couldn’t count
on two hands the amount of times you made me stop
stop and think why are you being such a dickhead for

stop being a dickhead,
why are you being a dickhead for
you’re just fucking up situations
why are you being a dickhead for
stop being a dickhead,
why you being a dickhead for
you’re just fucking up situations

stop, now don’t show
just have a think before you
will you, stop, now don’t show
just have a think before you

will you stop, no don’t show
just have a think before you
will you stop, don’t show
will you just have a think before you

my brain and my bones don’t want to take, this anymore
no my brain and my bones don’t want to take, this anymore
no my brain and my bones don’t want to take with this anymore
no my brain and my bones don’t want to take, this anymore, so

why are you being a dickhead for
stop being a dickhead
why are you being a dickhead for
you’re just fucking up situations

why are you being a dickhead for
stop being a dickhead
why you being a dickhead for
you’re just fucking up situations

love,
natalie
02022010/9.52pm

nice = good to be bullied?

i was just studying for international business as my test is on wednesday next week. so, yea. suprisingly i’m studying. but, as always, i am unable to concentrate fully. when i saw my book, it reminded me of the time when a friend borrowed my book and photostated it without my consent. that reminded me of all the bad things that i had encountered since the beginning of this semester. and that got me thinking whether it is because of my stupid face that looks blur that makes people think that i am nice to be bullied. it didn’t happen just once. and i’m not talking about photostating. there are other things that i do not want to mention here since i am just going to anger myself more. anyway, could it really be that when some people have a blur face or in a better way, nice face, some people would simply think that it is alright to do whatever that they fancy? because the person concerned will not care and won’t know? i wonder…

love,
natalie
31012010/4.00pm

motorola & malaysia airports (penang)…

alright, i should have been posting since a few days ago but i got tired and nothing happened. either way. i’m going to combine everything in to one post and let it be. i’ll go back to 28th january 2010 where i decided i would go buy myself a laptop and the laptop that i had in mind was toshiba. so, off i went to queensbay with that in mind. however, once i reached harvey norman, i was suprised to see that the model that i wanted wasn’t there. so, i asked and was told that it’s out of stock. probably nationwide because the supplier itself is out of stock. i don’t know how true is that but whatever it is. it’s going to take two weeks for it to be delivered, meaning it’s the same as when i wait for dell without cancelling it in the first place. so, i went to search for others that could replace what i already had in mind. found house of notebooks that only sells hewlett-packard and dell. obviously i wouldn’t want hewlett-packard anymore. i asked if there are any dell model that is with the new intel i3 processor. and, this laptop is bought for rm2599. and it’s red in colour. i’d have to say that i still can’t get used to windows 7. i thought windows vista was bad. but, windows 7 is worse. at least for me. i can’t say for others.

anyway, i didn’t have much time to play around with my new love. i had to go for an industrial visit that i had gotten myself into the other time. so, 8.45am, i had to gather at EUREKA. waited for an hour before it officially started. can you imagine wearing formal clothes and sitting a ‘bas sekolah’ for industrial visit? what happened to our university’s bus? damn. went to motorola first. no pictures are taken since all our phones are kept. visited the plant. saw their operations. and go a mug as a souvenir.

next stop, malaysia airports, penang. i had high expectations, i had to say. i thought we’d get to see the control tower and the airplane itself. but, nada. none of it. what we had is just a tour around the airport and nothing else. we can’t even buy anything from the airport. the inside of it. unless you have a passport at hand. which unfortunately, i don’t. but, the airport itself is pretty small. there wasn’t much to look around. so, basically, we just hang around and took silly pictures. and, by the end of the day, i had pretty much one or two blisters on my feet. the price of looking nice and formal. how silly. but that’s what being a girl means. pain.

love,
natalie
30012010/2.58pm

treat others well and?

treat others the way you want others to treat you.

i’ve heard of this countless time. everytime wondering, how wrong can this statement be. how is it possible that you will be treated the same way as you treated others? does it means that when others are being mean to you, you could retaliate or do the same? does it guarantee that by being nice to others, you can expect the same kindness shown to you later on in your life? bullsh*t. neither of it is remotely possible. i’m not saying that it is simply unattainable but it is unproductive to hope for the day when the world is finally fair to all. it will not happen. not at this particular moment. i can’t say for sure that people i’ve met are all purely out to use one another. there are a few that i must say are truly great friends. friends that i’d treasure throughout my entire life. however, there are two sides to a coin. while there are great friends for life, there are also those who do not bother and only have been on the receiving end. those that only think of themselves and no one else.

friendship can’t be about a person. it has to start with two. it’s sort of like a two way journey when a connection can only be made when there are two person travelling from either one side to meet up in the middle of it all. you need to know when to give and when to take. i do know that this world has never been fair. heck, i’ve always felt that the world is unfair to me. although, i have to say, i am already a much luckier person that most people out there. but, the world is never fair and it probably never will be. but, can i request, in my life, for once, to be the one on the receiving end instead? it is too tiring being the one tiredlessly giving without an end, to have nothing in return. can there be a miracle that will somehow lighten up my gloomy days? i highly doubt it. but one can only hope. although, with great hope, comes greater disappointment.

love,
natalie
26012010/9.39pm

this ordinary mind is broken…

this ordinary mind is broken, you did it and you don’t even know, you’re leaving me with words unspoken…

i hate days like this. i can’t understand how is it possible that i had actually endured more than a month without my laptop. my only form of stress reliever. although, i have never claimed to be a stressful person, apparently, i am. without the presence of my laptop, emotions run wild. no more poker face, no more indifference. maybe because i have never faced my books 24 hours a day, but, recently, i do feel the heat on me. as i have always not been the one to write a diary or a journal, or whatever you call it, you could say that you could say that i have been especially cranky without a tool for stress relieving. without a laptop, many things had yet to be done. the inability to do or complete tasks given because of this handicap, sucks. there are countless times that i had to borrow a friend’s laptop just so i can do my work. sometimes, the library will have to do. it is never easy. the library is not near to begin with and if i had homework to be done, what about others? there is no way i could continue living like this. with the impending mid semester tests, assignments and online quizzes, i am definitely dead. i can’t do it. i am no superwoman. although i hate to admit it as it is, maybe i am not so invincible afterall. a part of me is still relatively human. a weak and fragile part of me which is unacceptable by all means. this ordinary part of me is unacceptable and, i need to get rid of it fast.

this ordinary mind is broken, you did it and you don’t even know, you’re leaving me with words unspoken, i really am at wit’s end…

love,
natalie
25012010/8.55pm

days…

days, can be short,
days, can be long,
at the end of the day,
what really matter is,
what i have contributed,
what i have done,
what i have learnt,
who i have grown to know and love,
and, whether i have lived it my way…

yet, things never seem to go your way at all. so, i guess life is never smooth sailing, never a bed of roses.

love,
natalie
14012010/8.57pm