Saturday, September 29, 2007

I Believe

Dark secrets, i blogged about them once. Everybody have dark secrets, and i happen to be somebody that's damn good at finding out dark secrets. Some secrets, aint that secretive after all, its just that people around u see stuffs better then u, because outsiders always have a clearer picture.

U can either perceive somebody to be bad, or good, tat's obvious, but though other people say you're bad, i'd rather remain neutral, simply because i believe alot in u. The world can say u're fucked up, but i'd be the one to believe u till the end, simply because i simply couldnt convince myself u're a bad person. Maybe ur masquerade is so well done that i couldnt see what others see, i dun care, what matters is i still believe in you. Truly.

Perception, the stuff that makes or breaks a man. True enough, how u perceive ppl and the world around u affects u alot, therefore i believe judgment should not be passed. I believe in the true-ism of mankind, and though it sounds naive, i always seek to discover the best in people. Everybody have a beautiful side, no matter how pretty or ugly he or she appears on the surface.

I judge by looks i admit, but what lies within? The substance of a woman is more important then the form of a woman. Remember this sentence, its so veri true.

Okies, enough of the dead-pan stuffs, lets tok about something more light hearted : My O!
Whenever i tok about her, im so damn happy though i know she will never be mine. Gazing at her from afar is enough to make my day, no idea why, but yeah, im happy. I shall never have the courage to woo her i guess, i do know my place in society. :)

I always go ga ga infront of her, dun kw why, this type of feeling feels funny, because i onli experienced it when i was much younger, the gal in question during that period of time was huimin. hahass. Reflecting back on the younger days, its kinda dumb yet sweetly cute. :P

My O : My reaction speaks volumes on my shyness. U made me feel shy. hohoho

Jason's Simplicity : Charisma, what is it? Its felt, never defined.

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