Simple things are enough..

I've been thinking for a while about my experience. All my struggles and all that hurts, especially to those I loved. I am a simple person, I don't even have dreams of being rich before. I cannot forget what I said, " I will never get rich". I said that because my heart belongs to those I loved. I know I have to share everthing in me to those I loved. When I get rich, they will be rich first.

I know someone loves me that I do not know, or ignored. I realized the way I loved. Even simple responses already give me force to live and be happy for that day. Even behind the scene, I know I am not the one she loves. I was hurt but I am more happy everytime I got false or true responses from her.

I realized simple things you do to your love one is enough. Even if you are almost willing to give everything to her, but if her heart is not on you, you can never own her. But life is too short and feelings can be changed. If the world is against them, you have a part. If your love ones express there love on you through actions, even simple things you do on them is more than enough. More than enough to make their heart beat and live longer.

The Past is Fresh

I can't sleep again. I'm sad. I want to talk to someone whom I can trust, whom I know I can talked to and can keep my secrets. I feel I am lonely, the first time I felt as a single. I remember, before I said I am happy to be single. Yes, I realized I was happy.

I don't know what I feel today, I feel there is lacking in me. I feel there's something wrong in my life. Then I remember my dear, I am supposed to text her at this very moment but I decided not to send the message and prefer to keep it in my heart and mind. I know it is not wrong to send this message that I have typed, but I don't want to bother someone with what I feel. I can still manage myself.

This is the first time that I sat outside and let my tears fall for myself. I do not know. This is not new to me anyway, this is me before, and thought have leaved it, and now I realized I still bringing it until now.

I am human, I know. I pray and I offer it to Him. I am asking for someone from Him. I realized I was so different...

Going to DOST

My main task for today is to deliver the letter of my co-faculty to DOST. This letters are all about her scholarship. Anyway, it forced me to wake up early so that I can come to DOST before lunch or noon time.

Anyway, I arrived at DOST at about 12:30 noon. When I approach the guard she said I am not allowed to enter yet because its break time. She said office will resume 1pm. So I decided to look around. While waiting for 1pm, a messenger came, he seems in a hurry. He talk to the guard and the guard did not entertain him, instead she entertain the person who get out of the car, who I think is the director.

The messenger anyway get inside of the buiding without any permission to the guard. When the messenger is back, the guard asked him and they started arguing bout their responsibility. The guard insisted that the messenger must wait for the office to resume. The messenger on the other hand, said I can't wait almost an hour for this letter only, anyway I just want it to be received. I do not know also why the guard did not received the letter. They keep throwing arguments which I did not bother myself.

I realized that they just don't have enough patient. They raise their voices easily without listening to the argument of others. They don't want to be blame. Pictures are taken from DOST while waiting for the time. I take the opportunity while I am waiting. See...you can always do something even if you are waiting.

My Iranian Classmates

I have learned a simple lesson last time. Although, I am not guilty of doing this but somehow it touch my perception of the people in the world.

I have two Iranian classmate during my fist term at De La Salle University. This two does not catch me any attention although the one is my groupmate. The term have passed ignoring them because sometimes I have difficulty adjusting to the way they say it in English.

Recently, we are classmate once again in one subject. Our first exam made them an exceptional. They really created a gap in the total score compared to ordinary student of the school. Then I realized that every individual has a potential and have the possibility of being the best.

The next meeting I talk to them and said "You've got an amazing score in our previous exam. How did you do it?" The Iranian guy reply humbly "It was just luck," and he smiled at me.