Dreams

So once again, I dreamed of dinosaurs. Various kinds were in my dream, and I left my crush trapped in a room. hahah sorry but I gotta save myself first. And I skillfully climbed a fence to avoid to run away from those carnivores.

Next dream is, my crush got kidnapped. We were actually having a discussion then suddenly this big guy with shades came and started tying everyone up (there were 3 people including me) except for me. Actually they wanted to tie everyone up but with my quick reflex I avoided it and the leader decided that it's too troublesome to bring me along so he just said, "Just let her go. She's useless anyway." Then they took my crush and another unknown person away. I wanted to save him so I desperately chased those kidnappers but they were too fast and the distance between us were too far by the time I started running. So, in the middle of the chasing I plopped down to the ground from exhaustion and at that time, I realized, the kidnappers were no longer in my range of vision and it was too impossible to chase them down. It frustrated me and I truly didn't know what to do, not to mention I was desperate to get him back (my crush, that is).

but then the dream ended there when my roommate woke me up.

yo

What do I do???

I found very beautiful journal books online!!! I so want to have all of them, but I can't be greedy. I mean, the ones that my father bought for me is still not finished yet.

It's just that , to actually write in it is so...troublesome? I mean, I'm too lazy. I will only write if driven by great amount of sadness and loneliness, something like that. Like sharingan right?

mah, I'm an Uchiha at heart.

hi

so hey, it's me here.

Now it is noon, and it's very windy outside, maybe it'll rain later. The weather is good, I like it this way, which is why I can't sleep. If I sleep, it feels like I'll be missing out on these rare peaceful moments. Where your roommate is sleeping, the room is quiet and you can write and express your feelings freely. You can be stupid, productive, lazy, smart. You can be everything and no one's gonna judge you. Except for Allah, of course.

You know outside my room, there's this big tree with a lot of leaves. And I think they're always beautiful no matter the weather. When it's dark, they'll just be there, obstructing the light and when it's sunny, they'll be reflecting the lights beautifully and when it's windy, the way they move along to the wind is so enchanting (makes me feel like I'm living in a fairy tale) and! when it's raining, the leaves will shine, because of the water on them. It's just so beautiful.

In Matriculation, the view outside my window is of the beautiful sky. It glows differently every evening at sunset. At morning? The sun rose the other way so I couldn't really see. I had fun watching the painting of the sky, so many colours... purple, red, pink, yellow, orange. Every color is beautiful. Even those gray skies or even just plain white clouds. And the blue sky of course.

And these made me love the sky. I never cared about the trees and their beauty. I know that every creation of Allah is beautiful but I just didn't take any time to appreciate it.

Then I moved here and the only view outside my window is just this big tree. With a lot of leaves. Day by day, I started noticing its beauty. And I'm glad I'm able to enjoy it now.

Sure, I felt disappointed that I can no longer take pictures of the stunning sky but now, I feel more peaceful looking at the greens.

Do you know that I don't really like the color green? Maybe I can start liking it more now.

yo

This is out of nowhere but suddenly I got the motivation to make things right. Because I can't fail. At this point, failure is not an option.

I mean, if I have to I will fail but I don't want to fail without doing anything. I want to do my best before I receive the outcome. Sure, no one wants to fail but sometimes...

My parents trust me so much and my sister and brother look up to me, so I can't suddenly disappoint them after coming this far, can I?

Plus, I found some easy way of studying. At least one that doesn't seem tedious because I hate long speeches. Short and deep, that's the best.

So, I've decided to use the objective based learning. I don't know whether other students use the same method or not but I 'm going to use this method. Why? Because as far as I know, lecturers should construct the questions based on the objectives so if I focus on the objectives, I'm basically answering the questions that will be asked in the exam.

Plus, it'll be the first exam for us, how hard can they make it be? I mean, they should have some sympathy too and ask some straight-forwarded questions. heheh.

It's already late but I'm not yet sleepy, even after studying a little bit. But don't worry. I'll try to sleep.

Ciao!

Lost my sight of the future.

I'm losing myself.

I lost my aim.

I'm falling deeper and deeper.

"Do your best in your studies,okay?"

Those words keep on ringing in my head as I fall deeper and deeper in my own imaginary world. Helplessly, I look at the writings that demand to be read. Blink, blink. Dark.

Today, it rains. I look at those piled up clothes from last week. Then at the rain again. It seems endless.

What am I doing again? What's my purpose?

I don't know. I can't see.

Monsters Under The Bed Chapter 1

I'm forgetting a lot of things such as, my goals,my goals and my ghouls.



I wanted to write a book. I want to become a writer. I want people to read my book.

But with this incompetent writing skills, how far can I really go? I can't even write an essay right.Too lazy.

Yes, those writing prompts exist for a reason, but they are not that interesting. Let me try one.

So I chose this one about "Monsters under the bed."


I can't believe the day will come where I will have to live under the bed myself. I worked so hard to become the person in charge of those monsters just so that I can have these privileges such as not to be assigned a kid. Not to mention, I'm not even the same as these monsters.

It is easy for those hideous looking monsters to scare a kid but me? I look like a human. I talk like a human. That kid will probably think I'm his friend. I scanned the kid's profile once again.

Name : Michael
Age : 8 years old
Fear : None

Okay great, this kid is not even afraid of anything.

"You can do this." I whispered to myself as I closed my eyes and teleport to the kid's room.

Once I opened my eyes, I saw a male kid in front of me with his curious eyes. Wait, is this the kid that caused every vicious monsters possible to quit? How could those monsters quit this kid? I would want to stay with him forever. His brown eyes was fixated on me as his lips quietly uttered an 'oh'. Such a cute boyy.

I coughed as I realized I'm making myself less of a monster by gushing over this kid.

"Are you going to stay under the bed? Like all of them before?"

"I guess."







STOP THIS I'M TOO LAZY TO CONTINUE THIS I KNOW HOW THIS WILL GO BUT I LACK MOTIVATION TO CONTINUE IT.

long story short, this guy will be attached to this kid and i was going to make this story a sad story where he really didnt want to leave the kid but he had to and he finally understood why the monsters before quit.

but the reason is not quite developed yet. he will have a great time with the kid.very great time.

Fairy Tail

Hey, just writing for a bit here. I'm out of words, meaning, I don't know what to say but I just feel like typing. You know, that moment you just want to talk to someone but you don't know what to talk about so you just keep going on and on about how nothing's going on with your life.

But seriously, Fairytail the best! I'm glad I found and watched that anime series. It's seriously one of the best things that happened in my life.