It must be contradicting if I say that to myself. Yes, I hate lies!
Especially people knew what they did but they do not have to courage to admit it!
I am saying about the new roommate who just moved near my room and lied that she did not wash her hair yesterday and so those hairs that occur on the bath tube aren’t belonged to hers.
That is the biggest lie I ever heard of, okay?
I knew my hair much than you do! I don’t always have my hair dropping to the bath tube though they are growing healthily and longer than before.
And you, telling lies to the landlord outside of my room ! Are you an idiots? I really want to let out scream and shout right now.
To be honest , my mind is always popping something I don’t wanna admit but they are truly existed.
the funny thing is I can’t resist them. Not that I am born in this way but I strongly believe in that the books I read years ago–those fantasy became toxic and damaging in my reality.
I became aware of them , too much with all of my attentions. And I became afraid of them when I think of them . But I forgot that I am also a normal person, who has needs, whether they are lousy or not.Just like having meals three times per day. But I really hate that side of myself, it surely makes me weak and anything I felt is that I am being betrayed by myself.
Isn’t that funny to hear that? I start to realize the meaning of “the biggest enemy is me ” that quote. When I don’t want to sleep, my dizzy head put me to sleep; when I don’t want to be angry or crying, my eyes keep dripping drops of tears and my fists balled tightly while I looked right up to the sky and faked a smile.
There’s nothing to blame on other people but myself. Sometimes I do want to be a better person, but my mind and my body are telling me another side of how bad those people treat me that way, how worst this decision you made. But once as if I follow what my mind tell me to do, I do feel great and all the pressure that dragged me not to sleep instantly go away in a second.
However the consequences are huge. For instance I deleted someone on FB,and I do feel good after not being his friend. Yet he never want to be my friend again after a year until now even I always see him at school. And the worst is that he is experienced with the schools and he also friends with the same people I am hanging out in the weekend. That is why I am afraid of my voice in my mind though I knew you do the right thing, it doesn’t mean you are fully right about the situations .
Title: I’m Posting every day in 2014!
I’ve decided I want to blog more. Rather than just thinking about doing it, I’m starting right now. I will be posting on this blog once a day / once a week for all of 2014.
I know it won’t be easy, but it might be fun, inspiring, awesome and wonderful. Therefore I’m promising to make use of The DailyPost, and the community of other bloggers with similiar goals, to help me along the way, including asking for help when I need it and encouraging others when I can.
If you already read my blog, I hope you’ll encourage me with comments and likes, and good will along the way.
I don’t usually write for a certain purpose but most of the time for fun. Not because I am very boring by staying at home in the weekend but I just think that nothing is ever funnier than writing if you are staying at home with a cup of hot coffee/iced mango shake. I don’t wish that I could write something that is impressive or sending powerful message to people but a normal , simple and warming article that makes me laugh everyday when I review them again.