Month: July 2004

  • Oh man.. Summer spirit is DEFINITELY kicking in. Procrastination at its’ maximum potential and laziness grows like raging parameciums!!! (I distinctively remember in grade 10 science, those things grow like they’re on steroids!) Anyway, It’s umm 10:30, and I haven’t started studying yet. And the worse thing is, I don’t seem to care too much about those marks anymore. Hmm.. (looks up, with index finger pointing at chin) I think I’m starting to like this…….


    P.S I really do miss all the free time I had in that two weeks before summer school started. I just roamed everywhere, without a purpose but always created one as I went along. The spontaneity and freedom… it’s all locked up now.

  • I know I’m gonna get hurt. I just know it. I’m indulging myself, not ever pacing. I can even smell and practically taste the pain from here. It’s gonna be me instead. I told you. It’s me. It has always been me. But I think it is for the better, that I sacrifice what is left of me, to make you see, that one is worthwhile…


    Passion never reasons.


    Dreamers never reasons.

  • Went to the beach today with Irene and Kent. When Renie and Kent went off, I was left alone peacefully to ponder all the questions and things that has been settled in the back of my head. So I lay there, listening to the waves and watching the pastel coloured sky, and for once, this is what I felt:


    Empty.


    My mind was blank.


    It was as if the waves were instantly washing away all my emotions, leaving me in a state of oblivion and apathy. It really did scare me, because every question that I had, every thought.. led to nothing but an empty shrug of the shoulder. I didn’t know what to think, didn’t know what to say. Even in times of doubt, for that moment, that ‘doubt’ became your answer, and it just felt so right even if it turns out wrong at the end. Even if you didn’t have the right answer, it became your answer. I had nothing. Blank.


    Why can’t I think?

  • Since my confidence and self-esteem was brutally attacked by the world yesterday, I had no one to run to, no where to hide my weakness, except perhaps in the local bookstore and in my precious journal. I hid myself in the bookstore for hours, till it kicked me out itself. But as always, I come back with enlightened words and thoughts glued to my head, if not, in my journal. I didn’t understand the world. So I got out of it. I took a book and I escaped in the words, the emotions, and into their world. Simple as that. I had nowhere to go and was not bound by time. Once again, I found myself in a perfectly content state.


    Many times that I am there, I almost never leave without reading a quote from a book. It could be from anywhere…anyone, famous or not, I just wanted quotes that will let me close my eyes upon reading and absorb its’ beauty and be enjoyed by my wisdom. I found one that allowed me to grow wings on my back, and one.. that I’ve always search for.


    First. “Happiness is not a state to arrive at, but a manner of traveling.” - Margaret Lee Runbeck     American writer.


    Second. “Although the world is very full of suffering, it is also full of the overcoming of it.” - Helen Keller     American lecturer and writer.


    I like the second one really. It just shows us how humans always focus on the negative things, but never seems to seek the rainbow after every predicament. And trust me, there is a rainbow. You just gotta look for it.


    As for the first one, I realized how incontent, bitter and much of a hyprocrite I am lately. I tell people to be happy, yet I’m not happy with myself. I apologize to those that I’ve lied to. But I also realized that the cause of me getting frustrated over education and such, is much futile as it is. In the end, none of this really matters, because marks has never been the sole reason for my existence.


    I live for humanity.

  • Told you I should’ve guarded my heart. Now I’m left out in the middle. No one’s gonna save me now… I’m just too broken for anyones’ use.


    But then again, look what I found…


    “Usefulness is not impared by imperfection; you can drink from a chipped cup.” – Greta K. Nagel     American Writer.


     


    4:59pm


    I hear myself loud and clear: It’s time to humble myself again. Got too high of myself, thought I can do anything, thought I could be smart and perhaps stupid at the same time. No.. they were just temporary illusions. Not getting the marks that I wanted.. fine. Whatever. I tried. But what pisses me off sometimes is the fact that the girl sitting beside me copies my notes and yet she got a 98 on her test and i’m stuck with a 80? — Forget it, no point of being angry or jealous for that matter. I told myself I’m gonna work hard, and I will. I won’t give up like most people, but it just sickens me how the world runs sometimes. and it just plain destroys me when I realize… what kinda person I’ve become.


    It scares me how I don’t have a strong sense of self. Who the hell am I? 

  • For some reason, I’m not motivated in summer school much lately. Everything feels wrong. From the teacher, the school, to the things I’m learning. I just feel like crap. Oh and especially when I received low marks for my 2 assignments, that, just pushed me down. I couldn’t get over it. Being the bitch that I am, I ranted to my highly intellectual friend Stanley, only to realize that it was a mistake. He read my work and said it was bullshit, but not good bullshit. Well thanks alot.


     [You know, just because everyone isn't as smart as you Stanley, doesn't mean they're all dumb idiots. You are the kind that is naturally smart, and I am the kind that works to death for her marks. We are of different origins to begin with. You know you say alot of bullshit to yourself everyday, complimenting and literally stating your wit and intelligence is of the superior level (even your msn name is that..god..), well I let you go on that. Cause I know that is the truth. I know you are capable of great things, that's why I let you go on with your remarks about yourself. You have something to show to the world, and I admire how you are not scared to show it.  But you know, there's only so much your friends can take. So long story short, stop talking about yourself and encourage a friend instead will ya? Cause with a mind like yours, you can lift so many other souls, other than yourself.]


    P.S


    Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school, Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school. Must work harder in school.


    P.S.S


    Hey just a point of curiosity… are you talking about me (in your entry)?


    Or am I just being a self-centered idiot….

  • Third day of summer school, think I might be on the brink of insanity! I need a beautiful release after all this…definitely.

  • Mmm. [ I think I missed you today.] Stupid heart.

  • Can’t sleep. Just had a conversation with Irene on the phone. It was a lovely one. We talked about everything and anything, but of course, it’s always about those bums in our lives; guys.


    Why can’t they just leave us alone?! Just because they can’t live without us, doesn’t mean we can’t live without them!


    Haha, I am being so bitter. But maybe because I have a reason to. Had strings of bad luck with guys, and don’t know when it will end. Moreoever, don’t know when I can start trusting. Like my British friend Lara who sat beside me in philosophy class one day and caressed my hair to try to sooth my harsh tears that just couldn’t take reality for what it’s worth, said: “Oh poor Ellen, always choosing the wrong ones.” She is my soul witness. She have seen what guys have done to me. Maybe I should just guard my heart like Irene said.


    Consistency – something I would like to see in a guy. Through rejects and trials, and if the guy is still standing around, it really does show alot to us girls that they are genuinely sincere in what they have been saying, and it also depicts their maturity.


    Stability (able to trust) – Gawd I love that feeling. I think I felt it for maybe. hmm.. 5 minutes today? It was absolutely heaven-like. And then negative things started to shoot at me in my head and quickly I fell right back down and lost trust in everything. But to be honest, it’s great to know that you’re away from the one you like (love?) and you can still feel the bond and the trust between each other, that your other half is not cheating or doing bad deeds behind your back, but instead.. thinking of you.

  • My heart is torn in half. I don’t know how to tell you, or make it up to you….


    To Sideproject: Happy Independence Day. [ Don't worry, someone in Canada cares about you ]


     


    10:49pm


    Mm. I’m going to sleep. Got school tomorrow and people to meet. Can’t show people what’s really beneath Nelle. She’s gotta plaster a smile on her face before leaving her washroom in the morning. This is how it’s always been like. Not knowing that she’ll get lost in her own smile during the day, and all the predicaments coming back at night. Definitely, she should not, become a nocturnal.