When you're old. You're old and when you get older, it gets worse. This is what has happened to me lately.
Self-narated:
Time..., time..., time.... I need more time. I need plenty of time. Why isn're there more than 24 hours perday. Why time must be limited to only 24. Why can't it be 28, 36 or even 48. I need more time. But what can I do. I am not god. I am not almighty. I am just me. It has never occured to me that this day will finally come when I am so blurred that I won't know what have I done with the rest of the world. I only know that the world is turning and it is still turning but I don't know how fast is it turning. Seconds passed by minutes by hours by days by months. It has been a month already and I still haven't done anything for own master research. Here I am telling the kids to do this and do that and here am I not doing this and that. Maybe it is because when we are older, your supervisor don't really push you forward into working anymore. Here am I pushing everyone to read and read and here am I not even touching a single source. Sources where I am supposed to read to write my Methodology. Hehehe...as they said, it's easier to say than to do. I am just so lazy and don't have enough time to do anything at all. Teaching 24 is not what I was hoping for but it is just that I don't really have a choice. Money is an essential part of life when you are older. You need the vitamin M to survive in this materialistic world. Things to be paid, things to be paid and things to be paid. And when you're so engrossed into whatever that you're doing, you tend to forget. You tend to forgot. You tend to have forgotten. I forget, I forgot and I have forgotten. I have forgotten to register this semester and thank god nothing happened. If not, I will have to pay another RM 1150 for another semester for nothing just because I have forgotten to register this semester. I have forgotten that I have a research to finish also this semester.
When you're old, you're old. Your tend to forget, forgot and forgotten.
一点一点
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很长时间之后,依然喜欢着这样的感觉,在星光并不是很浪漫的夜晚静静独行。
最早是整个三年高中的夜晚。在慢慢在每天回家的路上一边走一边抖落肩上的疲惫。
街墙的海报,地上的影子,或时而出现一两只猫咪不屑而过……
那个时候一定是对我来说最快乐的时间了
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16 years ago