“A funny thing happened on the way to the electronic revolution: we all ended up sitting at desks and working at computer terminals, with wrist pain, sore necks and backs, and stiff joints. Now high tech can be a lot healthier. These simple stretching routines — to be performed while sitting at a desk, standing at the copier, or talking on the phone — improve circulation, relieve stress, and soothe sore muscles. No equipment necessary!”
-Bob Anderson
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my life is a bit funny lately.
my previous blog has always been so dark, emo-ish and full of rantings. just after i take a temporary hiatus from that blog, i have absolutely nothing to rant about. my ideas to blog are simply about happy things.
but the thing is, i feel so empty if i do not blog, because that was what i have been doing for the last five years. like an incomplete internet freak.
so how now?
you give me highest hopes just so you can crush me to dust.
"Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly."
-Langston Hughes
being raised by a couple of parents who both are government servants, i am constantly being pushed to apply for a job in government. and each and every time, i gave excuses, one after another.
being in a job that always have to deal with the government workers, i have bad impression on them. of course not all are that bad, who just go to work for the sake of getting paid, not for the job demand.
i did think one day, what if i work as a government servant? my life would be stable. my parents are not that poor, their lives are ok. in fact, both my elder brothers have applied. what am i waiting for?
something holds me back. i wish i could tell them, but i am afraid that they will not understand, or it may not come true.
i want to be my own boss. i want a career that is far from this accounting world. maybe it's not just a dream.
crush:
temporary love of an adolescent [syn: puppy love, calf love, infatuation]
when i was so much younger than now, i would collect any magazine or newspaper cutting that featured my celebrity crushes. anything, even a small tiny photo. i remember i had a file full of my favourite singers (i can't remember falling for an actor).
that was 10 years ago.
my feelings for guys or guys that attract me changed gradually. from a cute member of a boyband, i glued to those cool looking drummers. from a boy with a blonde clean cut hair to a guy with hair covering his both ears.
nevertheless, when at 24 and i still felt the rush of my blood through my face whenever i see the cute actor or the hot singer, i felt like a teenage. boybands, cute guys. those were my teenage year. and i still have those souls, those little voice at the back of my head that will melt around them.
those two guys, are from two different worlds. one, is from my teenage soul, while the other is my adult voice.
and a friend was right. this is a one-off feeling. i'll move on when all the feelings are gone. for now, let me be young once again. ^__^
i started blogging as a mean of an escapasicm from the real life.
i blog about things that i would never spoke to my friends.
until more people of my real life found out about it and i felt so naked.
i thought of quitting, but how could i let go something that i have been doing for 5 years?
so i escaped again, this time hopefully without a single trace.
