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-Thursday, February 28, 2008

The Cheesecake Day, Happy Birthday.


Happy birthday to me.

Dark furniture, dim lights, a little jazz, cheesecake and coffee. And great company. Happy Birthday to me.

Action is always, always better than justification.


Yeechien Wrote;
10:21 PM
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-Saturday, February 23, 2008

The Transparent Person


As the title reads.

He can see you, but you can't. You don't know that he's there. But most of the time, he's there, watching over you. Making sure that you're fine, even if you haven't met for a long long time. Sometimes you walk through him. Sometimes he thinks you're looking at him, but actually its the person behind him. You don't actually see him.

Start treating your friends like how you should. Don't take them for granted. Until you lose them, you never know that they're there.

Actually, the transparent person isn't actually transparent. All you have to do is just, look a little closer.


Yeechien Wrote;
4:55 PM
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-Thursday, February 14, 2008

Valentines.


Happy Valentines.

What's it like to give and not receive? I don't know, I guess all of us are programmed in a way to expect something to come around once we let it out. The truth is that most of the time we go home empty handed, even though we came with an alibaba bag. The ones they use in the army.

Popularity index day. The higher your score, the more gifts you get. The lower your score, the less gifts you get. Sometimes you get nothing. It's sad but its true.

I don't like to beat around the bush. Being frank is just, me. I don't have to lie to you and tell you I'm okay with you when I actually hate you. Just an example to start with.

Valentines wasn't that bad either. Gifts, chocolates, cupcakes and flowers. Question. Is everyone just giving cause it's valentines? I don't know. I know a little hole in my pocket may make dozens of people happy for a day. It's worth it. Definitely priceless to be encouraged by the smiles, the appreciation, and what not. I hope everyone is doing it purely out of love, not attention. Thank you to everyone who kept me in their memories on this day.

What's it like to go home empty handed, seeing that all your friends are bringing huge crates home?

Happy Valentines.


Yeechien Wrote;
9:16 PM
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-Tuesday, February 12, 2008

The Nice Guy.


Whatever I'm going to say in this box is gonna be off my mind. It'll come as quick as it goes. Random but it's how I feel, I guess. It's the way I express myself best. It probably may not make sense to you, but whatever.

A general viewpoint:

The nice guy. No one sees him. While the leader gets all the applause, all the recognition, this person was the one who was behind the dark curtains handling all the shit jobs. This person makes thing happen. Sometimes they call him/her "Shitjob Warrior". The leader puts everything nicely on the paper. This person makes sure the implementation is flawless. Every single chair in place, every single item in place.

But it's okay. It don't matter. It never did anyway.

How many times have you found yourselves in such a setting? Think. Complaints don't help, putting things on paper may make you look good, but what people want to see is not black and white, but the real thing.

If we pay a little more attention, take a little more time for the people around us. I guess everything will be alright. Then again, if. In this case, everyone would seem the same, and 1+1=2 will always stand true. 2+0=2 makes sense too. There'd be no difference at all.

I don't know. Playing the nice person isn't really a game. It probably is. Putting your emotions, your relationships at stake. It's not fun at all. It's nice to be a shoulder for someone to fall on when they need it. But where's yours when you need it? People like these are usually alone. They love to be alone. I guess its just them. It's only natural that they try to help themselves out just like how they have for so many people in the past.

Occasionally you get 1 or 2 pieces of bird poo on your head, thats all. And maybe more.


Yeechien Wrote;
10:44 PM
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