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Looking through the honey colored eyes

Couple weeks ago I was just realizing that all characters in Winnie the Pooh is representing mental disorders. As an adult who is growing up with Disney characters on my Sundays TV, I was quite shocked. But then all started to make sense now..

Here are some of the disorders from the characters I quoted from omg facts
Tigger has severe ADHD,
Piglet has anxiety,
Rabbit is a pedantic loner,
Owl has OCD,
Eore has extreme depression,
Christopher Robin has schizophrenia 
while Pooh represents an addict, I think he has some kind of eating disorder, especially he is so honey maniac.

Focus on Winnie the Pooh, all I remember about him is he has such a wonderful personality. He always help his friends and so optimistic. Well.. maybe he see the world through his honey colored eyes so the world are seems more sweeter for him.

If only I can get a pair of honey colored glasses for my own..

 

 

love like lollipops

And true love lives
On lollipops and crisps

Yeah, the more I try to get closer to you, the more I get cavities, in my heart

A loud song

Last nite, someone send me his music.. He said it was a trash song. I was like; "whattt?!"
I meant, I'm a huge fans of music and I don't believe in anything such a trash song. All songs are representation what someone is feeling about something. And I believe all feelings are precious be it good feelings or bad ones.

So, I was listening to it and my first reaction was ...
"Ok, that was.. loud!"

It is loud. I wouldn't ever enjoy such music. Well.. I'm listening to Grunges like Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Sonic Youth, or Pixies but.. it's all about the lyrics. And that song he sent me, I couldn't really catch what the lyrics was.

But, no matter how I didn't enjoy that song, I will never call it a trash. Because it's a sincere expression.

Is he the one?

And I'm starting to think.. Is this really what I want in life? I don't know anything about him but some fragments of the reality of his life, in which, he built up based on my narrow expectations.

However, I'm still hoping, Life is good. I know it would be good, someday, eventually.

For you, I wish you a very happy good life.  But really, you can wait to nod to your parents because of me, why you just don't want me? I really want to be your soja kumari..

The things you said last nite, hurt me more than this stomachache crammed. Arrghhhh!!

same shit different day

today i promise not to complain about my job, anymore, anyhow..

all will just pouring down on me like the rain drops, drench me with wet but will not break me

i don't know if i will have that strength, but i trust in you. we will make this better

i know the shit will always same, it's just happen in different day.. but we have hope.

On being alone...

I don't feel so much bothered on being alone until couple days ago. Before this, I got a friend of mine here who always on my side to work and to have fun with. (fun in Pangkalpinang standard, please be noted!).

But, on Tuesday he left for good to his hometown in Singaraja, and I'm alone.
I was so worried at first, I'm afraid on how could I continue my work without him who always give me a ride.

But I don;t know how, that feeling is vanished, replaced by self-contend and awareness. By his leaving,  I became different person, I eat more healthy, I worry less, and love more.. (love u Tintin :*).

But then, trouble starts to arise..
Some people treat me differently, the boys start to tease me, the girls start to use me, really!! But again, I keep on believing that this shall too pass..

 

people change.. memories don't..

blank..

tears in rain

and I will be vanished

I will turn into clouds, but not for so long

As I will soon melt into the rain drops

Endorphins overdosed :p

Fragmentary blue

Why make so much of fragmentary blue

Yes, why? Robert Frost've been always  right, why there must be so much in everything? Was it intended to accentuate the goodness in the eyes of those too stubborn to realize the beauty

or..

It was just it. It was just simply too much for everything.


Moved by how brilliant Mr.Frost put feeling on such effective yet rhyming *which is making this poem is beautiful for me*, I started to question myself, why would I have to only focus on one thing I think it's worthed all? Then I know the answer, because it is really worthed all!

Why make so much of fragmentary blue
In here and there a bird, or butterfly,
Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye,
When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?

Why we only care about one color when others are as much as pretty?
 
Well, Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven (as yet)-- 
Though some savants make earth include the sky;
And blue so far above us comes so high,

We tend to look up at only blue, something unreachable has its own mystery for us to be amazed of, and for that reason, I think..
It only gives our wish for blue a whet.

Not a superman

It has been too long since my last post

And for sure many things has happened in my little life

First, we are now in the year of 2013, and I wish same with what most of the 7 billions other people in the whole world wish: HAPPINESS!

Talking about happiness, secretly, whenever I meet or talk with new person, I have this habit to scale their happiness. Like, if he is nice to me, then I score his happiness with 10 from 1 to 10. That score then will gradually cut down whenever he do something less pleasing.

Hahaa.. I know, it's all the standard of me-based, but hey, it is my blog, it is my life, so if you don't accept it, move away!

So, about my life.. It is still pretty standard. I'm still stucked here for unpredictable time. But good news is, last week I spent whole week back home it was pretty awesome. I met my family and friends. But bad things come side by side with good ones.

Soon, I will be completely alone here as my boss and my friend will move out to another island. I dont know what will happening in my life after this but I am ready to pack up my backpack anytime. *griiinnn*

Again, about happiness, I have this theory..

The least happy someone in his life, the more he will do good in the world. So, in other word, I believe if someone is happy he will care less with his surroundings.

For the evidence, most of the superheroes, be it in the comics or in the real life, are those whose life is not happy.

Bruce Wayne dealing with the death of his parents. Martin Luther King is obviously was bullied with his identity. 

So, my point is, the more someone is unhappy, the more he tries hard to fix the situations around him so that he can get the satisfaction of eliminating the unhappy feeling.

Musing about that then I realize, am I happy? I'm not a superman, I don't remember I like to do good deeds for my surroundings but yet I feel empty in my life. 

What am I missing here?