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DREAMING IN PROCESS

The sun rays kisses my skin a gentle

The cool breeze swirls my thoughts a tender

I'm not sleeply yet I think I am

For I'm whizz away to paradise dreamland

Dreams of the untold

awaiting you to find out...

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

|12:42|

I reckon myself to be more and more socially active day by day. With the relatively great but unbalanced time spent on socializing each day, mingling around friends and trying to survive amidst the sea of people in general, I've experienced more, and have seen much. But the thing is, being sociable is never my stuff. Though through the personality test has shown me to be more of an extrovert, I dubiously thought about that. Truly speaking, all these years of 'meditating' (or so I call) doesn't at all furnish me with a sociable face, nor a vibrant smile. (you might be laughing at me now).

I used to have a ear phone plugged on all day long, and keep my daze to myself and thoughts enclosed- a sign of shutting my world out from the rest, but now occasionally I chuck it away and join in the group, though still being labeled around as both 'emo' and 'cool'. Oh well, I used to spend all the time thinking about the problems I was facing, which was very rare, and quiet solved each and everyone of them, but now I'm quite dependent. I was never somebody who was very open to his feelings and opinions, but now so frequently expressing it, so freely sometimes I wonder if I have overdone it.

So if I ever tell you anything, then you have moved up to my social cycle.

On another aspect, I am coerced to become a master of thoughts, if I were to survive. I've seen the worst out of everybody. You might think this is nothing. But as time runs by, you'd realise that it's actually something that must not be trifled with. And that's the thing with socializing, always with its risk and danger. Apart from keeping myself alert and be observant enough, I have to be aware and have much care to the surrounding. Hmm... let's just say I am paranoid, I do have a little feeling that everybody has their own thoughts in their head, (they might just think bad about you or more dangerously, backstabbing you) and what makes them change their perspective about you, is the variation of the human mind.

At the very least, we are 18. We no longer making friends with any Tom, Dick & harry that comes by. We realise the importance of making true friends. We are looking for loyalty, somebody whom we can trust, whom we can rely on. Life is this, you don't have to become a psychoanalyst or psychologist to play its role. This is happening all the time in our life.

So the question is, how exactly is that we identify them?

Just be patient and look around, time will reveal all and decide it for you.

I still remember my dream. The one and only one. _________________________________________________