0800hrs-Go school.
0900hrs-have lessons.
1200-makan
1300-have practical
1500-go home.
1545-bathe and sleep.
1700-go work.
life is getting much of a routine...
it just gets better and better..
no life,no love and no "lu-whee"(money)
how does it feel to love and not been loved?
how does it feel to see and not been seen?
how does it feel to give and not been given?
how does it feel to miss and not been missed?
how does it feel to cry and not been cried for?
how does it feel to find and not been found?
i can tell you,
it sucks.
big time.
and thus,through much consideration and pondering..he has come up with the most reluctant solution.he has choosen to hide his feelings,throwing his love into the sky of stars that hung in the vast universe..never to be found..
Marine Engineering-a module that is a branch of mechanical engineering,which deals with the mechanical subjects in marine application.I will (am suppose to) learn various engineering systems which propel and operate the ship.
the lecturer is there talking to himself and the rest of us are slacking away...most of our lappys are on.the rest are either sleeping and trying hard to make out what he is talking about.
First row of the class-those without laptops on who are listening to the lecturer;most of them are scholars on scholarships..the smart ones.
Second,third and fourth row-The slacking begins here..some are trying hard to listen...lying on the table...listen awhile...then sleep awhile...then wake up listen again..bla bla...others with lappy are listening to music,playing games..then there's one watching The Eye 10.LOL...
but on and off tries to go back into the lesson and capture some points.
i'm here,blogging...duh.haha.
last row of the class-the own time own target group...haha...watch newspaper...watch movie...sleep...haha...u noe what i mean...
one and a half more hours to go...gesh.....
juz finished three hours of sleep and something tells mi that is not enuff...i'm getting tired...weary...sick of everything...i'm not eating well...i'm not feeling well...and the worst is that i haf a painful boiling pimple below my nose near to my lips now...it hurts!
all these because of one reason.
I'm unhappy.
-wished that it was me.
Love-a unmeasurable,formless thing.
It's already not easy to describe in words..
No wonder it's so hard to actually feel what it's like.
It's one thing on earth that can either put u together or..tear u apart.
Whenever i hear this word,i'm tremble with fear.
How can something unmeasurable and formless be so impacting??
Throughout our life,we're constantly in search for love..
Some find it with minimum ease...
Others take years of hard work and reap what they sow.
And then there they're those who will not ever find it.
Whether we're in our early teens or at our working age,or even when we're old and dying..we'ld always hope that there beside us,would be the one we love.
Well,here's my message to fellow readers:
1.For those who found love,dun take it for granted.
2.For those who have not found love,go find it.
3.For those who tried finding it and found it,read number 1 again.
4.For those who tried and found nothing but emptiness,maybe u can try writing an entry like mi..=)
Some say love makes the world go round,i would rather choose to believe it's actually the magnetic force we have the end tips of the earth.
Over and out.