It's just another day... Have you ever felt completely unhappy? Since I got back to Thailand, I haven't found a true moment of happiness, not once. Oh no, I'm not totally suffering either...just unhappy. An empty shell. I don't know if I'll ever find peace in my heart. I don't now if it makes sense, but for me, when work's suck, everything else seems to be falling apart too. I always feel 'fire' in my heart. It's always burning and makes me restless. I don't feel I belong here. And funny enough, I don't want to belong here either. I can't be like them...it'd be such a waste. I've changed...to the worse. I'm losing my head and I'm losing my confidence. I know it and it worries me. I'm more quiet and withdraw. I don't seem to have anything interesting to say or happy experience to relate. I don't want to make a conversation. I just don't feel so 'me'. I wish I could be stronger than what I am now. Now, I'm like a blind runner, lost in the road of life. How I wish I could find my gaol again, really soon, before I lost it and come undone. I wish I can find myself again. People always say that I have a high expectation of life. Well, what's wrong with that? After all, one only has one chance to live. Why not expect it to be the best and try to make it the best can be? The meaning of life can't be 'boring' and 'mundane', can it? At the moment, I just want to be in another place, another time all together. When will I figure it all out? When will I find the way? I hope that it's possible for me...to discover the place and time that I can totally belong...soon rinnn.
Life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get. Love is something you never know what it is until you game it. Whatever, whenever, wherever, why ever love can be crash you anytime. Maybe love is allround but we never feel it. I wonder why love from parent never hurt me. Love from someone always hurt me. Someone told me because you love someone more than someone loves you so his love can make you feel SUCK. But Suck make me feel go so I still be here. How come I love someone who always look down on my feeling. How come I still think ok I will wait for one day? How come He came into my life and start makes me cry? How come I can not forget you? So whatever I said to you I just wanna say I’m Sorry. For reader, Best luck with your love rinnn.
You will often feel like it takes forever, when you long for something. Why not put yourself in neutral, sit back, relax, and watch where life takes you? It's true that you're in control of your own life. Steering wheel is in your hands but people needs a break once in a while. Let go of the steering wheel for a little bit to take your break, while still keeping eyes on the road, won't wrack you. Just a suggestion, hope you all the best.
Here again. [SIZE=-1]i'm here again when will i stop being here... stop hurting person i love stop talking bull shit stop caring others more than the person who's matter to me most when when when when will i stop breathing then i can stop being so tired... and stop being this fucking person when this person here is gone all people in this wonderful world can return to live in peace... that's the way it should be... rinnn. [/SIZE]<!-- End main-->
Another chapter of life... The old chapter of life was closed, And a brand new one has begun. The memories of yesterday are beautiful in my mind; I'm sure tomorrow can give me more smiles. And now I'm walking on a new road of mine... rinnn.
Richard Role: My First Grad. Advisor You taught me the price of time and the feeling of those who have to wait by being late at all time. You broke into private gardens and buildings and afterward you told us that rules were meant to be broken with good intention. You got us several embarrassing moments and almost got us killed once while you were driving in Germany in your Mercedes. You gave me your concern by telling me how good your salmon was in the breakfast of different hotel while we were having bad sausages because you remembered I loved salmon. You showed us how valuable books were by visiting every bookstore and have us brought them back on our backpacks on our train journey while you flied empty bags. You told us that beauty alone was not going to work and graded us by how colorful and artistic our works were. You made me believe that anything could be changed at any time even when it was a few hours away before the final presentation. You proved us the important of good communication by keeping your mouth shut while we got screwed by the critics. But more important than those above: You brought me to the place I have never been to and I do not think anyone would do the same as you do. You taught me the things that were not written in the words direct and indirect. You opened my eyes to the wide world and showed me that there are more to see. You made me believe in good intention that if we meant to do something good we do not have to fear. You made me love my friends more because at that time we have the same problem ... and it was you. You were the one who remembered my birthday and set one of our regular trip meals into my birthday party in a small restaurant in Hamstead. You gave me a value experience that I would not trade for anything. You already proved that there are always two sides of the coin ... That is why I still have so many memories about you and that brings smile to my face every time I think of them. You might be just anybody to others, But to me, you are somebody. You are my first advisor to my whole new world, And you will always be. Best regards, May you rest in peace, Your Student of Class 2004 Fall Semester,London,England rinnn.
Need a break? 1.. My Wife and I divorced over religious differences. she thought she was God and I didn't. 2.. I don't suffer from insanity; I enjoy every minute of it. 3.. All women's troubles begin with men: men-opause,men-struation, his-terectomy, men-tal illness! 4.. Some people are alive only because it's illegal to kill them. 5.. I used to have a handle on life, but it broke. 6.. Don't take life too seriously; No one gets out alive. 7.. You're just jealous because the voices only talk to me 8.. Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder. 9.. Earth is the insane asylum for the universe. 10.. I'm not a complete idiot -- Some parts are missing. 11.. Out of my mind. Back in five minutes. 12. NyQuil, the stuffy, sneezy, why-the-heck-is-the-room-spinning medicine. 13.. God must love stupid people; He made so many. 14.. The gene pool could use a little chlorine. 15.. Consciousness: That annoying time between naps. 16.. Ever stop to think, and forget to start again? 17.. Being "over the hill" is much better than being under it! 18.. Wrinkled Was Not One of the Things I Wanted to Be When I Grew up. 19.. Procrastinate Now! 20.. I Have a Degree in Liberal Arts; Do You Want Fries With That? 21.. A hangover is the wrath of grapes. 22.. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a cash advance 23.. Stupidity is not a handicap. Park elsewhere! 24..They call it PMS because Mad Cow Disease was already taken. 25..He who dies with the most toys is nonetheless dead. 26..A picture is worth a thousand words, but it uses up three thousand times the memory. 27..Ham and eggs. A day's work for a chicken, a lifetime commitment for a pig. 28.. The trouble with life is there's no background music. 29.. The original point and click interface was a Smith and Wesson. 30.. I smile! because I don't know what the hell is going on. 31. Be thankful we're not getting all the government we're paying for. -- V. E. Bonilla J.
Make this year the best Ever! Things you should do to make this year the best ever. Dear Readers. If some lines in today’s column sound vaguely familiar, you have a good memory. They appeared in this space last year. Not much about New Year’s Day has changed, so thank you for allowing me to loaf a little, dear readers. Let this new year be better than all of the others. Vow to do some of the things you’ve always wanted to do but couldn’t find the time. Call up a forgotten friend. Drop an old grudge and replace it with some pleasant memories. Share a funny story with someone whose spirits are dragging. Vow not to make a promise you don’t think you can keep. Pay a debt. Give a soft answer. Free yourself of envy and malice. Encourage some youth to do his or her best. Share your experience and offer encouragement. Make a real effort to stay in closer touch with family and good friends. Resolve to stop magnifying small problems and shooting from the lip. Find the time. All of us have the same allotment. 24 hours a day. Give a compliment. It could make someone’s day. Think things through. Forgive an injustice. Listen more. Apologize when you realize you were wrong. An apology never diminishes a person. It elevates him. Don’t blow your own horn. If you’ve done something praiseworthy, someone will notice sooner or later. Try to understand a point of view that is different from your own. Few things are 100 percent one way or another. Examine your demands on others. Lighten up. Take a quiet walk alone when you feel like blowing your top. Laugh the loudest when the joke is on you. The sure way to have a friend is to be one. We are all connected by our humanity and our need for one another. Avoid malcontents and pessimists. They drag you down and contribute nothing. Be kind. Don’t discourage a beginner from trying something risky. Nothing ventured means nothing gained. Be optimistic. The can-do spirit is the fuel that makes things go. Go to war against animosity and complacency. Express your gratitude. Read something uplifting. Deep-six the trash. You wouldn’t eat garbage; why put it in your head? Don’t abandon your old-fashioned principles; they never got out of style. When courage is needed ask yourself, ”If not me, who? If not now, when?” Take better care of yourself. Remember, you’re all you’ve got Pass up that second helping. You really don’t need it. Vow to eat more sensibly. You’ll feel better and look better too. Don’t put up with secondhand smoke. Nobody has the right to pollute your air or give you cancer. If someone says,” This is a free country.” Remind him or her that the country may be free but no person is free if he has a habit he can’t control. Return those books you borrowed. Reschedule that missed dental appointment. Clean out your closet. Take those photos pot of the drawer and put them in an album. If you see litter on the sidewalk, pick it up instead of walking over it. Get real. Phoniness is transparent and tiresome. Take pleasure in the beauty and the wonders of nature. A flower is God’s miracle. Walk tall. Look people in the eye. Don’t be bound by superstition and fear. Smile more. You’ll look 10 years younger. Don’t be afraid to say, “I love you.” Say it again. Say it still one more time. They are the sweetest words in the world. Make this year the best ever. - - Ann Landers
[SIZE=-1]You Never Know ! I always wanted more from you than you were willing to give; So now we've gone our separate ways each with different lives to live. The bond will always be there the friendship always intact; But the time for us has come and gone and the pages of time, you can't turn back. I will always be a friend to you and wonder how you are; The smiles and laughter I will remember and our fights have become painless scars. In that quiet moment when you're surprised to find me there; Just remember even with the distance between us I am still someone who cares. rinnn. [/SIZE]
Please Remember <!-- Main -->[SIZE=-1] <style>body{background-image:url("http://www.grsites.com/textures/natfl/natfl340.jpg");}</style> Please Remember~LeAnn Rimes (Coyote Ugly Soundtrack) Time, sometimes the time just slips away And your left with yesterday Left with the memories I, I’ll always think of you and smile And be happy for the time I had you with me Though we go our seperate ways I won’t forget so don’t forget The memories we made Please remember, please remember I was there for you And you were there for me Please remember, our time together The time was yours and mine While we were wild and free Please remember, please remember me Goodbye, there’s just no sadder word to say And it’s sad to walk away With just the memories Who’s to know what might have been We’ll leave behind a life and time We’ll never know again Please remember, please remember I was there for you And you were there for me And remember, please remember me Please remember, please remember I was there for you And you were there for me Please remember, our time together The time was yours and mine While we were wild and free Then remember, please remember me And how we laugh and how we smile And how this world was yours and mine And how a dream was out of reach I stood by you, you stood by me We took each day and made it shine We wrote our names across the sky We ride so fast, we ride so free I had you and you had me Please remember, please remember [/SIZE]
so tired to feel this way.. ..I hate this feeling.. wanna go somewhere else and thinking alone. I can't face this problem anymore but I don't know how to delete it from my mind. Really don't know what i should do... I'm so tired to feel this way. I have so many questions in my mind. and I'm still finding for the answers.. ... I feel so down.. Deep Down now... rinnn.
I tell myself I will not cry... <!-- Main --> I tell myself I will not cry. Tell to my heart you go away to find the better life. At least, I should be pleased with you. I don’t have anything to worry. Don't have reason to regret. But when you lay your hands on my shoulder the tears are trickle. Loneliness sent shiver down to my heart. From now on we will not meet again. The day will never be like the past. After this I have not these hands to hold me. We will not be like the past. I tell to myself I'm dreaming. Tell to my heart you are not mine. Just dream overnight and when I wake up I have to release him. I know and understand it. My life will not be the same.
Life is so boring.. I was sad about my work plan I can not change it. I have to admit the pain... And I will be patient though it so painful. I can not ran away the true though it so ruthless, but I ready for it and I will try to understand it. I will live to learn the pain... I will walk on though I don’t have any more energy. And one day I will get strong although it will take times so long. rinnn
I believe whatever is in store for us will be for us. You don't want me to be in a difficult time with you. You want me to meet a new good guy. Is it the reason why you wanna go? You may think that it's a sacrifice... for your love is leaving? *How do you know what I want? My happiness is simply, not complex as you think. It's not right that we can't get along with. On the contrary, you don't wanna go with me. Though I have to face a difficult time,...I don't care. It's not right that we can't get along with. It's you who accept to be defeated. Woman is a weak gender. If I was a man, I won't leave you. No matter what it happens. You said love is not everything. I think believe in love. Then love will tell you everything. You want me to have everything... but only having you...it's my happiness. Do you know the woman you left is the one who loves you ( who loves you ). rinnn.
TiME.. เวลา เป็นสิ่งที่ฉันอยากเปลี่ยนแปลงมันมากที่สุด ถ้าจะถามว่า ในชีวิตนี้ อยากเปลี่ยนอะไร บางครั้งฉันอยากเร่งเวลาไปข้างหน้า แต่ส่วนมาก ฉันอยากให้เวลาหยุดเคลื่อนที่ หรือย้อนกลับไปข้างหลัง ฉันคิดว่า คนที่อยากย้อนเวลากลับไป คงเป็นคนที่มีเรื่องที่อยากแก้ไขในอดีต และ ฉันก็เป็นคนหนึ่งที่ใช้เวลาไม่คุ้มค่าในอดีตที่ผ่านมา Time I've been passing time watching trains go by All of my life. ฉันเข้าใจว่า สิ่งต่างๆ ที่เข้ามาในชีวิต ล้วนมีจังหวะของมัน คนที่ประสบความสำเร็จ หรือมีความสุข ล้วนเป็นคนที่ใช้ชีวิต ตรงกับจังหวะของเวลา รู้จักใช้เวลา อย่างมีคุณค่า แต่ฉัน ไม่ใช่ Lying on the sand, watching seabirds fly Wishing there would be Someone waiting home for me นั่นเป็นเหตุให้ฉันอยากเปลี่ยนเวลาได้ดังใจ ทั้งที่ เรื่องทั้งหมด มันก็เกิดที่ตัวฉันเองนี่แหละ คนเรามักมองปัญหาออกจากตัวนี่เนอะ แต่ใครเล่าจะเปลี่ยนแปลงเวลาได้ เวลาเป็นสิ่งมีค่า ที่เหมาะกับคำเปรียบที่ว่า รู้คุณค่าเมื่อเสียไป อย่างมากที่สุด รวมทั้งฉันด้วย Looking back as lovers go walking past All of my life คนเราไม่รู้ว่าเวลาจะจบลงเมื่อไหร่ และฉันก็มักใช้คำว่า ไว้ก่อน พรุ่งนี้ละกัน ยังไม่พร้อม อย่างพร่ำเพรื่อ และมักง่าย เป็นการปลอบใจตัวเอง ที่คิดสิ่งดีๆ ได้ แต่ไม่ยอมลงมือทำ จนมีสิ่งที่เข้ามากระตุ้นว่า กว่าจะถึง "พรุ่งนี้" มันก็สายไปแล้วนะ หลายต่อหลายครั้ง หลายต่อหลายหน ที่โอกาสต่างๆ ผ่านมาให้เอื้อมมือไขว่ขว้า ฉันก็นิ่ง ... ซะงั้น นิ่งเหมือนรอ โดยที่ตัวเองก็ไม่รู้ว่ารออะไร Wondering how they met and what makes it last If I found the place Would I recognize the face? บางอย่างที่ควรทำ ก็ไม่ทำ บางอย่างที่ควรพูด ก็ไม่พูด จนบางหลายครั้งมานั่งคิดว่า ทำไม ถึงไม่กระทำอะไรลงไปซักอย่างนะ ซึ่งแน่นอนว่า เมื่อคิดได้เช่นนั้น แปลว่าโอกาสต่างๆ ที่เข้ามา มันได้ผ่านไปแล้ว และไม่สามารถเรียกร้องกลับมาได้ แม้จะได้ทำในที่สุด แต่เมื่อมันไม่ถูกเวลา คุณค่าของสิ่งที่ทำ มันย่อมลดน้อยถอยลงไป เอาน้ำให้คนที่กระหายเจียนตายดื่ม กับให้คนที่เพิ่งดื่มน้ำมา ใคร จะปิติยินดีกว่ากัน So many quiet walks to take So many dreams to wake And we’ve so much love to make จริงๆ ฉันรู้มาตั้งนานแล้ว ว่าควรทำอะไร แต่การบังคับตัวเองมันช่างยากเย็น การจะทำสิ่งที่ถูกมันลำบาก คงเป็นเพราะเหตุนี้กระมัง คนส่วนมากถึงทำสิ่งที่สบาย แม้ว่า สิ่งเหล่านั้น เป็นสิ่งที่ผิด หากความสะดวกสบาย จึงทำ โดยไม่กังวลกับผลภายหน้า สบายวันนี้ ลำบากวันหน้า ไม่ว่ากัน แต่จากสิ่งที่ผ่านมาในชีวิตฉัน ฉันไม่อยากลำบากวันหน้า โดยมีสิ่งหนึ่งกระตุ้นเตือนในจิตใต้สำนึกว่า วันนั้น ทำไม ไม่ทำ I think we’re gonna need some time Maybe all we need is time มาจนถึงวันนี้ ฉันคิดว่า เวลาที่เคยคิดว่ามี มันกำลังจะหมดลง และฉัน ยังคงอยู่ที่เดิม ไม่ก้าวไปไหน มันไม่ถูกต้องในความคิด ฉันคงต้องตัดสินใจ ซะที ถึงแม้ผลจะเป็นอย่างไร วันข้างหน้าจะลำบากเพียงไหน แต่ฉันก็มั่นใจได้ว่า วันนี้ที่ผ่านมา ฉันได้ "ทำ" ในสิ่งที่ควรจะทำ อย่างเต็มที่แล้ว And it’s telling me it might be you All of my life . . . It Might Be You (Theme from 'Tootsie') - Stephen Bishop
Pablo Neruda เข้าไปอ่านเกี่ยวกับบทกวี แล้วก็ได้เจอกับบทกวีที่เคยอ่านมานานแล้วและชอบมากๆ แต่ไม่รู้ว่า เป็นบทกวีของใคร... If You Forget Me I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little. If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you. If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land. But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine. Saddest Poem I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars, and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance." The night wind whirls in the sky and sings. I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. On nights like this, I held her in my arms. I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky. She loved me, sometimes I loved her. How could I not have loved her large, still eyes? I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her. To hear the immense night, more immense without her. And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass. What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her. The night is full of stars and she is not with me. That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away. My soul is lost without her. As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her. My heart searches for her and she is not with me. The same night that whitens the same trees. We, we who were, we are the same no longer. I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her. My voice searched the wind to touch her ear. Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once belonged to my kisses. Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes. I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her. Love is so short and oblivion so long. Because on nights like this I held her in my arms, my soul is lost without her. Although this may be the last pain she causes me, and this may be the last poem I write for her. อ่านกี่ครั้งก็น้ำตาคลอค่ะ T^T วันนี้ถึงได้รู้ว่า ผู้เขียนคือ Pablo Neruda ค่ะ ถ้าใครสนใจเข้าไปอ่านประวัติของท่านได้ที่ เว็บไซต์เกี่ยวกับ Nobel Prize และ wikipedia และถ้าสนใจ ก็เข้าไป load บทกวีของท่านมาอ่านได้เช่นเดียวกันที่ PoemHunter นะคะ .... ลองอ่านบางบทดูสิคะ อาจจะรู้สึกสะเทือนลึกบ้างก็ได้นะ ^^ I do not love you I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way that this: where I does not exist, nor you, so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep. Don't go far off Don't go far off, not even for a day, because -- because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep. Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart. Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach; may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance. Don't leave me for a second, my dearest, because in that moment you'll have gone so far I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking, Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying? Clenched Soul We have lost even this twilight. No one saw us this evening hand in hand while the blue night dropped on the world. I have seen from my window the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops. Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin in my hand. I remembered you with my soul clenched in that sadness of mine that you know. Where were you then? Who else was there? Saying what? Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly when I am sad and feel you are far away? The book fell that always closed at twilight and my blue sweater rolled like a hurt dog at my feet. Always, always you recede through the evenings toward the twilight erasing statues. Poetry And it was at that age...Poetry arrived in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where it came from, from winter or a river. I don't know how or when, no, they were not voices, they were not words, nor silence, but from a street I was summoned, from the branches of night, abruptly from the others, among violent fires or returning alone, there I was without a face and it touched me. I did not know what to say, my mouth had no way with names my eyes were blind, and something started in my soul, fever or forgotten wings, and I made my own way, deciphering that fire and I wrote the first faint line, faint, without substance, pure nonsense, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing, and suddenly I saw the heavens unfastened and open, planets, palpitating planations, shadow perforated, riddled with arrows, fire and flowers, the winding night, the universe. And I, infinitesmal being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness, image of mystery, I felt myself a pure part of the abyss, I wheeled with the stars, my heart broke free on the open sky.
I'm so fed up...again [surprise? NO!] Not in a good mood, not in a good mood again. Frustration is taking over my brain. Pain in the arse, pain in the bud, Nothing, nothing seems to mean anything much. Nonsense as nonsense can be, I guess it depends on from which angle you see. From my angle, I see pain in the bud, And nothing seems to mean that much. I feel quite stupid and that's how I usually feel. Uh-oh God! What's else is new? Things I have to do, things I have to try. The answer is 'Yes, I DO bloody mind!" Oh well, sitting and breathing my life away, Doing stupid things, that's my day. Actually, honestly, it's not THAT bad; It's just totally freaking SAD! I just hates somethings I have to do, But, that's life, so stop doing boo-hoo. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Life's quite stupid, really. So, I have the right to be fed up..again and again and again... LOL BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GOD! Why am I so bloody miserable??! STOP being so miserable, can't I? rinnn.