Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Mistakes

We are all flawed. We all make mistake, some small some big. Someone told me that good judgement comes from experience, and experience comes from mistakes. We make all kinds of mistakes, often we also forget that people make mistakes too.

I can't forgive myself for my own mistakes(ocd case) and i easily forgive the mistakes people commit unto me, or unto themselves. Its so easy for me to tell them, in life, we all make mistakes, and its so easy for me to not judge them,because i believe that they are imperfect. Somehow, i can never convince myself that its ok to make mistakes. However, there are also those who makes mistakes every now and then but forgives themselves easily but hangs on to it when other people makes the mistake.

Funny isn't it. Apparently i have to take a chill pill. But i dunno how... I made that one choice and boom! Some mistakes made only leaves nothing but slight pinch, some scar, some permanent damage. Some mistakes change you so much you get lost in a limbo. I am so negative i could kill myself. If i have to repeat myself 3 times, my blood boils. This is what happens when you study too much maths,because your brain workers faster in a special way-why? there's no time to lose, time is everything. once its gone it will never come back. Speak once, loud and clear thats it. Be specific. Don't repeat-you're nagging. Don't tell me how to do it,because there's not only one way to solve the equation. Don't expect me to read our mind. I keep expecting people not to waste my time.. i am so fast. and i expect everyone to be like that. And i am truly sorry.

People will never understand what goes through my head, heart and mind, they don't understand. People will never understand, they only nod and say yes, but they never do. Walk in my shoes for one day-pls. Then tell me, then you judge me. I am still trying to accept that i am flawed. I wished i could take time to hear the birds sing, feel the rain on my skin. Let the first ray of sun light to light up my life. Look for purple butterflies. Lie on lavender fields. Play with the snow. And be at peace.

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