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It's not about who you are, it's about what you do, Right?? Err..

While we all struggle to be someone "good enough" for the world to notice, I doubt if that's the agenda we should stick to. We want good jobs, then we want better pay checks, then we want higher posts and so and so.
Jeer it up for The Mask
Are we ever satisfied in what we currently do? Don't we always have the feeling that we are not where we should be?
We don't care if we are loving and empathetic souls, hell, we want to be clever enough to achieve a good rank. After all, people don't succeed these days if they are too innocent. I remember reading the poem The_Frog_and_the_Nightingale by Vikram Seth in high school and thinking, damn, the poem says some brutal truth.

We have a habit of pitying ourselves, no matter where we stand. There are always people in worse situations than us, but we keep comparing to those who "seem" better off. Well, it is good to have a dream. But is it good to exhaust yourself with that insatiable feeling? We don't think about what "good" we have in us or in our lives. All we think are the flaws. What good comes out of it? Only more negative energy, isn't it?

How to get rid of it? That's the question. And yeah, deep breathing do
esn't always work.

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When I was young, Oh, when I was young... Everything was so much fun. Had no dreams, had no pun, but oh, it was so much fun. The hugs from mama, learning skates, learning to ride a bicycle and the dance with papa. The fights with di and the games too.. Telling on her to mom and dad, and the midnight stories too.. No cellphone, no wifi, Even the cable was out, Had a playground, had a school, and there was plenty happiness, no doubt There were friends, who brought plenty smiles Them, I still dream of, After the closing of blinds... And now, Oh its still good,, With the new world around.. but the old days, I will always miss their sound.

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