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Things are all messed up

Are they?

Heh. Random ramblings commence!

It's a Friday. Another weekend yet passes me by. I felt yet like another useless human being, slugging through the week without any clear goals or objectives what I want in life or if I even contribute anything to whatever.

But hey... it's normal right? Right? Someone, come and be all agreeable with me!

You know I think I have mentioned it a coupla puluh2 time that I kinda am through of being all personal and feelings shmeelings in this blog. Yet sometimes, you feel like you want to burst with keeping sane and quiet and just let all expletives, words, torrents of raw emotions being washed out of the system and let it explode all over the blog.

Then someone would get insulted or be angered. Someone would be hurt. Another would whispered. People would laugh. Or even worse, pitied me. Ugh.

Sooo feelings. Yes. I hav it. Don't think because I'm all quiet in the emotions arena in a while, doesn't mean that there are no shits stirring (atau adakah itu sembelit?).

I read in a book where an author wrote that the gods do not like it when mere mortals are in perfect happiness, thus the happiness would be taken away. I may not agree on her theory of gods, but I do agree on the question of perfect happiness. There were times when I thought I was sublimely happy. A happiness that make you all giddy and you view the world in rose tinted color (but ain't that the color of rage?). But that kind of happiness always goes awry. People get hurt, heartbroken, sad. You know, the usual. And those who know me, knew.

So when someone mentioned that their joy are boundless, my incredibly negative thoughts would be, "Then when would it be awry?". Yeah, I am not such a comfortable joy-sharer eh?

But on my way to lunch just now, right in front of me is a father. Holding a daughter in his arm and the other hand leading a severely austistic boy of about 10 year of age. Talking lovingly to him on where they would go.

What right do I have to be so unhappy or negative about things then?

Gah! Why so serious on a Friday. Have a lolcatz!

Picture courtesy of lolcatz!

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