8th observation: one eye vs a thousand: perhaps, more.

Posted: December 4, 2011 in Uncategorized



well, the typical: most of them look into petty matter and try to make jokes with them. sometimes, their punchlines are good, so
I LAUGHED. tht DOESN’T mean tht i agreed with them at all. i laugh because its funny thts it.

how many of those people who keep on talking and ranting about others, ever stand -up, facing thousands of eyes, staring and ogling at them, waiting for FLAWS, to be vilified, to be criticized?

thought that he is good, and perhaps he is good, telling others tht she tell the truth, in fact it is,


they just ponder over it, uttering and mumbling every details just within their understanding, inside the their mindfucked head.

some rage, some laugh, some never care of all those lame and inappropriate things at all.

depends. someone choice  is theirs. who are we to argue and choose for them, unless they allow us to do so. whether by non-verbal or verbal sign. ones with brain will know the exact time to say something, cleverly.

like those bots( cleverbots ).


I have this exp’s. well , the most is 1400+. the frst  is when im in standard 5 ( or 6) if i am not mistaken. the last, maybe less. but i do talk in front of others parents, in regards of assembling my peers, and my lecturers.

so, i believe i am in a position to talk based on their eyes, since ive looked at them, already.

first thing, i would love to say tht i am saddened by the FACT tht, many perhaps more, even those tht i looked up ,and think tht they KNOW me, had lumped me together with those typical-people. WHY????

because I choose and let it be tht way. some consciously, some unconsciously. i dare to say, since i do realize and remember like every single details of a certain matters, tht i have shared with others.

during those time, yes, i do consider them all as secrets. now, its nothing but a story which is the opposite of fabled tales, since i can remember it, just using a part of my brain, and not three, which i am very sure wht is the meaning by saying tht.

immediately, when people ask, without bothering anyhting, i will answers, and try to relate everything.

well, i do realize how fucked i am, needed to be so untrue to almost everyone about a part of my attitude with them, since i jsut cant show them all like every single fucking time i mingle with them. let say, MULTIPLE PERSONALITIES.

i talk with these guys with this kind off tones, this kindoff act, this kind off gesture, this kindoff  faked emotions.
I TALKED ( OHEMGEE- putting other things aside, i laughed out, loudly when i looked back at the me 4-5 years back)with the girls, using tht kindoff tones, with tht kindoff facts, tht kindoff eye contact, tht kindoff punctuations, tht kindoff irritating laugh.

i listened to real-deal story from the real-deal person.

and they REMEMBER me. once i said hi to them, thts it. well, they are everywhere. (not like globally or nationally EVERYWHERE, its where i have walked my path through)


i can only love certain. i tell my bro’s out loud, since its gayish in term of  family-linked society, and i wont tell it out loud to my dad, but sometimes to my mom.

wife? she will be the happiest woman ever lived on earth, i will make sure of tht , for sure. tht is why, i need to sacrifice a little bit more and be patience some more. ( even though, all my previous targets, already lost to their emotions and coupled with other guys/have feelings to others) well, whtsoever. this is my choice. Allah know who’s best for me, and who’s best for her. i am in my JIHAD.

topic: 1000 eyes? well yes. when i speak, i speak truth. ( sometimes i do crack some jokes which have sarcasm it it, but when people cant decipher it, let us consider it as some sort of lies)

errr… so, i dont speak truth, perhaps.oh well, at least i can remember them, without any need of plausible reasons, arguments and reasoning since everything stucked in my head, already. and indeed, people need to clarify it first, with cues off course, or else i might falter with my memories, and linger in limbos.


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