Moving On

Recently, I just found myself living my daily life with doubts and hatred. I really didn’t like that feeling because it’s killing my happiness. Until one day, I decided to move on with my life. Not for any other reasons, but I want to return to the same old me.

I know that it will take me a long time to remove hatred in my heart. But at least, I’m already in the process of doing it, and I am happy that I can do it little by little. I just want to forget whatever undesirable things that happened in the past. I want to start a new chapter in our lives, if time will allow. Of course, everything should start with a nice conversation. But now, I am happy with what I am doing.

Working To Earn Money

Of course, everybody would work to earn money. But it doesn’t mean that we let money take over our lives. We need money for our daily expenses.

I’ve been unemployed since July of this year after the company I used to work to closed by the end of June of this year. It took me some days to accept the reality that I got to find a new job.

Mark, a friend an an officemate in the said company, told me a very nice opportunity. Oh well, I’ll not go into it further until we finish that project. Hehe.

Honestly, that project is good. But we need to sacrifice a lot of things. Sometimes, it seems depressing but I am still full of hope that we will reach our goal. For now, aside from continuing with that project, I have started applying for a new job. Wah! What will happen next???

Strength & Weakness

Some of my friends know me as someone who is courageous when I am angry. I don’t care if people will hear me shouting. As long as I can show that I am really angry, then I will.  But with that strength that I show, also comes my weakness. I cry when I fight with a friend, or someone I love. I don’t know why. Is it because of too much anger? Or is it because it hurts me to fight with them?

We also can’t avoid to feel bad with some people. But sometimes, I can’t take to look at them whenever they are scolded. I feel pity for them. I know that it’s just the right thing to do with them, but I really feel pity for them. I don’t know why.