Monday, February 20, 2006
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When you love someone, I guess you'll tend to hate him/her too. It's sort of like seeing a perfectly flawless complexion and growing used to it, until suddenly a pimple pops out and you're not used to it at all. The pimple stares you in the eye and you just can't seem to ignore it. You get so highly irritated with it that you just can't accept its presence.
Okay, that was a totally weird analogy. But I seem to find that in so many cases, it's true. Flaws just stand out glaringly. It's so hard to deal with, and I think the only way would be to use a concealer to hide the pimple. Accept its presence and soften the impact. Ahh sometimes I hate myself for being unable to do that, for allowing myself to be deeply affected.
Presentations are snowballing onto me. Snowballs once again. I'm tired of having to deal with snowballs. I simply have this sluggish feeling in me which is making me numb to everything. Not bothering at all about all the supposed stress and all the deadlines. Move ahead, move ahead! Telling myself to feel a bit of the sense of urgency that I'm supposed to have.
How I wish I can be understood, how I wish I can be heard. How I wish people would show a bit more interest in my life than me just simply rattling on to an empty-hearted audience.
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