/ Charmie Mew / Toronto / Employed / Cheeeebe yum /

" A couple of hundred years ago, Benjamin Franklin shared with the world the secret of his success. Never leave that till tomorrow, he said, which you can do today. This is the man who discovered electricity. You think more people would listen to what he had to say. I don't know why we put things off, but if I had to guess, I'd have to say it has a lot to do with fear. Fear of failure, fear of rejection, sometimes the fear is just of making a decision, because what if you're wrong? What if you're making a mistake you can't undo? The early bird catches the worm. A stitch in time saves nine. He who hesitates is lost. We can't pretend we hadn't been told. We've all heard the proverbs, heard the philosophers, heard our grandparents warning us about wasted time, heard the damn poets urging us to seize the day. Still sometimes we have to see for ourselves. We have to make our own mistakes. We have to learn our own lessons. We have to sweep today's possibility under tomorrow's rug until we can't anymore. Until we finally understand for ourselves what Benjamin Franklin really meant. That knowing is better than wondering, that waking is better than sleeping, and even the biggest failure, even the worst, beat the hell out of never trying."

Currently

date: 4June, 1.06am

drinking: healthy, le eau.

eating: Chips.

mood: Content.

listening: I wanna touch you - All American Rejects.

reading: "How to get Things Done, without trying too hard" by Richard Templar.

random: hehe Kai is so fuccccccking cute.

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27 September 2009

Cause even when I'm breathing I'm suffocating

~current mood: fuck~

Is there really anything I could do to help? What else more could I say to let you understand? Progression incomplete. Now back so square one, back to where I hated to be. Right at the starting of nothing. I hate this, but how else could I possibly make go worse? The whole point was to leave and just get out. I don't know what to feel or think anymore, whose actually there, so hard to tell anymore. It's either your the heartbroken or the heartbreaker. Good guy or bad guy. Either way in the end you get screwed. Only way of being successful is finding someone who you'd withstand the pain for.. just realizing that you fucked me over in the end; as expected.