Mission I.M.Possible

Went to watch MI4, again, with my brother.
Just because he hasn’t seen it yet, cause of his all-so-busy schedule.
Well, he paid, so wtheck right?

This time round, to make the movie count, I paid a little more attention to the little things.
Like every scene has its loophole to the next, like hinting the thing.

There were some interesting scenes, here and there,
but what really caught me eye was, the ending.

He saw his wife, and he couldn’t take his eyes off her.

What kind of love is it, that you give your whole life and the one you love, just so that he/she can be safe?
And you would get the worst kind of treatment.
One of the best kind.

Could you remain silent, about the love you have, so that they can smile and live a better life without you. Hoping that they would eventually love you back.

Ethan Hunt, didn’t gave up on the mission, even when the missile launched, cause he knew his wife was where the bomb might hit.
He tried with all his blood, sweat and more blood, to make sure that she would be safe.
and like his teammate said, “This people don’t even know they were this close to being vaporized.”

He knew, and he made sure that didn’t happened.

We all have this love, silent love.
Think about it. We all do.

And it was a full moon tonight. Wished you saw it.

One of the few silent love I have. A.

Polite

We smile and nod to hide the pain, that could or would, eventually kill us.
Is it ego? Or is it politeness?

If it’s ego, it’s all about themselves and not wanting to humble down.
If it’s politeness, it’s about caring for another persons’ feelings more than themselves.

So do we cry ourselves to sleep just because we have something yet unsaid, but we leave it as it is, for the sake of being polite?
Or do we give the brutal truth, which could cost money, time, hurt and relentlessness, and be judged as ‘ego-ish’?

We should always do something that’s for the better good. But which good?
Yourself or others?
What if one weighed more than the other? Which would you choose?
To save a hundred now, or a million later?

But I guess, most of the time, we are more polite than the other.
We prefer smiles, rather than tears.
Honestly, who wants tears?

Sometimes, we’re just kinda dumb to choose the happy feelings that could last us a minute.
Sometimes. Lol

Just smile and nod. It’s better for everyone. :D

I would smile, to keep you smiling. 

What A Start

 2012.

Nothing much happened for me.
It was like a transition from a second to the next.
Didn’t had that ”Woohoo, it’s a new year,” kinda thing.

Maybe it’s cause I imagined it differently before.

Less than a week down, and 2 people I know passed away.
What a way to start the year eh?

To sit there, to watch and listen to their loved ones mourn and cry over them.
It hurts even just to be there.
The kind of love that you can share, but just not as much equally.

We miss the things that has been done.
We regret the things that hasn’t been done.
We are only human.

Even when I was your shoulder to cry on,
it still wasn’t you.

and R.I.P. Jay, my friend.

Christmas Everyday.

Most of us have the wrong concept of Christmas. 

That it’s all about receiving, taking and themselves.

Well, they’re WRONG. Lol

Christmas is about giving, appreciating and blessing others.

I guess, most of us have forgotten or didn’t even know what Christmas was really about.

but I hope that, this Christmas we would grasp hold the right way of Christmas.

It comes once a year, but I hope that it would be part of us to be have this jolly Christmas spirit to give and think of others first. 

Don’t think of what we can get from someone, like the benefits, gifts or presents.

but think like, “Hey, what can I give to that someone?”

‘Cause sometimes, we think wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy too much that causes us to lose focus of what the main goal is.

The love we receive, is the love we should give.

There’s always love, it’s the matter of whether we feel the love.

So, be more sensitive to it. DON’T be a hard rock ass. LOL

Merry Christmas to you wherever you may be.

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Fact / Fiction

It’s not that I want to die young, it’s just that I don’t have this urge to die old.

It’s like the same how people say, “I want to quickly finish off studying and start working.”
For me, how would you know what it’s like to work? People hate what they do, and despise it every.single.second. 

I know not all jobs are like that, but only the business students tell me that. SO DONT TAKE BUSINESS. Lol

How would you know what it’s like to live old?
It may be painful to watch and experience the view of death of others.
or you might live a blessed life and not see one.
Who knows?
I’m young and free, and excited for life.

“When you came out, you were crying people were smiling, make sure when you go out, you’re smiling and people crying.” – John Futa.  

We forgot to appreciate what we have, rather we complain and compare.
What we have would never be merely enough, to what we imagined to get.

It’s a good thing to aspire for more, but why, when you have so much to appreciate now, you forget and look ahead?

I look at what I have and what I don’t.
I look at what I need and what I want.
I look at what I can and what I can’t.

I don’t have everything, but I would say more than enough.
God.Family.Friends.You.

 “You made it seem like we as your friends have failed to be your friend, and to make you not think that way.”

The fact is, you guys made life so much more worth it. Knowing y’all was my honor. And to be your friend was a blessing.

I didn’t want to say it, cause it sounded way to cheesy and unbelievable.

I take my words back for not fighting for my life. I will. I definitely will.
But like how I explained to a friend, the life I live wasn’t meant to be, till He came and rescued me.
And if He decides to take my life, he took my life.
He gives and He takes.

We wouldn’t know the entire wonders of the world, or the knowledge of the universe.
If one would know, he be God. 

To a certain age,
It's just simple math,
To be a young or old sage,
Not afraid of death.

Oh Oh Oh, Ho Ho Ho

Well, December is finally here.
Not exactly the end of the month yet, just slightly almost half, but lots has happened.

Actually… the things that happened, I can never ask for more.
I would call it an early Christmas gift or New Year’s present,
but it was, nice.

An acoustic guitar, rekindled friendship and refreshing moments of companionship.

I really couldn’t ask for more. After months of wishing and praying and sleepless nights thinking when will those come true, it all finally did.

After what was done, it felt like a HUGE rock was literally removed.
Heartbeat back to normal, sleep became more comfortable and mind cleared.

But all that made me wonder if I can really do things myself, or do I always need to wait for something to happen.
Yes, I did feel a ‘lil bit worthless and useless. But I was just thinking WAYYY too much.
So kids, don’t be like grandpa Rhys. LOL

Right now…
it just feels a ‘lil bit too quiet.

Friends away, family going off, home alone, idle phone, plan-less and whatever.

I need to find something productive to do now.
Maybe more like climbing hills and writing screenplays.
or I could just lay dead on my bed. Wth, no.

Anyways, Merry Christmas.

Last Christmas, I …

Grad3

Same place, same crowd, same atmosphere, same speakers, different person.

Loneliness hits you, when you least expect it to happen. That’s because the person on your right and left would suddenly just disappear and you’re left all alone. Nothing to do, but to give empty cheers to strangers on stage.

Knowing that everyone else has to have their moment, and it was time to live the moment, but just wasn’t my time.

I wouldn’t want to spoil or ruin anyone’s moment, so I left.

Everyone deserved a good and enjoyable time, and it would be an ass of me to ruin it by sending off bad aura.

Words from the Valedictorian and the program director both gave a wonderful and meaningful speech. One bout not just only winning the race, but finishing it with someone, helping them up when they fall. The other, that life might be short, and to live life to say, “I’ve had lived a good life, and not hurt anyone,” is the essence of life itself.

As lonely, as sentimental, as touched, as fun as it is,
I see that hobble.