So I re-registered. Old friends and new,
please re-add me:
azhaneeothman
November 15, 2014
June 9, 2014
Re-running NaniScribbles! -Sad people.
OK jeez I know I'm crazy. You can scold me really, I'm not even gonna defend myself. Thing is, I just can't make myself write in my new blog so I'm gonna delete it and continue running this one. I don't know why, it's just not working. Like I don't belong with Tumblr to do what I've been doing here. I do Tumblr, it's just - what the hell I just - why am I even trying to explain? I'm such a mess lately. Yaset's wife had been asking my mum why I'm not writing and trust me I've been asking myself the same question over and over again, like, I used to be obsessively writing about basically everything that pops into my head - I don't know why I can't do it anymore. I don't even believe in writer's block, which makes the entire situation even crazier - there is no such thing as a writer's block, so why am I not writing?
My head hurts.
I just wanna go back to what I'm supposed to do and come back here later and just write. Or maybe I should just really write?
I can't decide.
Anyway, sad people. I've been observing sad people lately. Just observing them, and silently judging them when I feel like it (oh don't you dare tell me how terrible I am - everyone judges!). I find it fascinating that these people who are sad all the time (judging from their tweets and blog posts) always manage to find negativity in every single thing they come across in their life (fatty food, lazy cats, fake friends, clingy partners, embarrassing parents, nerdy officemates), to blame everything else around them for their sadness but not themselves of course LOL, to question other people's happiness - like how you tellin' me you're happy when you so fat betch? (I'm serious!), to look down on everyone else around them for reasons normal people would deem irrational like - eh bodohnya kau, 987675 jenis kopi je pun tak boleh ingat? Seriously, how do you do that, LOL? They tell tweetfamous people, 'Your fame ain't no taking you nowhere betch, if you no pray 5 times a day.' Yeah OK tell me, sad person - how do you know she ain't no prayin' 5 times a day? That's a terrible thing to do! Worse, they'd be whining all the freaking time about how people around them just hate them and are jealous of them for no apparent reason - when technically, sad people, since you only have sadness and negativity to offer the world - who would be jealous of you, LOL? Ever thought of that?
I just wanna tell everyone who reads this - it's easier to be happy than to be bitter. You can find light and happiness and warmth ANYWHERE without having to look as hard as you have to when you wanna criticize and hate and blame and complain and whine - so really, why?
Here.
Have a red panda.
My head hurts.
I just wanna go back to what I'm supposed to do and come back here later and just write. Or maybe I should just really write?
I can't decide.
Anyway, sad people. I've been observing sad people lately. Just observing them, and silently judging them when I feel like it (oh don't you dare tell me how terrible I am - everyone judges!). I find it fascinating that these people who are sad all the time (judging from their tweets and blog posts) always manage to find negativity in every single thing they come across in their life (fatty food, lazy cats, fake friends, clingy partners, embarrassing parents, nerdy officemates), to blame everything else around them for their sadness but not themselves of course LOL, to question other people's happiness - like how you tellin' me you're happy when you so fat betch? (I'm serious!), to look down on everyone else around them for reasons normal people would deem irrational like - eh bodohnya kau, 987675 jenis kopi je pun tak boleh ingat? Seriously, how do you do that, LOL? They tell tweetfamous people, 'Your fame ain't no taking you nowhere betch, if you no pray 5 times a day.' Yeah OK tell me, sad person - how do you know she ain't no prayin' 5 times a day? That's a terrible thing to do! Worse, they'd be whining all the freaking time about how people around them just hate them and are jealous of them for no apparent reason - when technically, sad people, since you only have sadness and negativity to offer the world - who would be jealous of you, LOL? Ever thought of that?
* * *
I just wanna tell everyone who reads this - it's easier to be happy than to be bitter. You can find light and happiness and warmth ANYWHERE without having to look as hard as you have to when you wanna criticize and hate and blame and complain and whine - so really, why?
Here.
Have a red panda.
* * *
And also. I think I'm back.
Hi everyone.
Miss me?
Heh.
March 4, 2014
2014 has been fairly nice.
Third month on the current year and I haven't actually written anything of value. Life has been really possessive of me lately, and there isn't much I would do about it even if there is anything I could do about it. But it has been a good kind of possessiveness. I have so many things to do, with not that much time - and that's great because it reminds me that I have a job. That I am blessed in that sense. There are people out there who have to scour for food an entire day only to go to bed hungry anyway. So yeah, it's great to have things to do all the time, it's great to have a job. It's great to get paid for doing something you love. Alhamdulillah for that.
* * *
This is my first entry for the year. Nothing impressive. I'm just trying to get back to writing. It's been awful, you know - not writing. So here I am, trying to rehab myself into blogging. Rehab. That's just how bad it is. I'm a teacher. I don't get to properly assist and motivate my students in their writing if I don't write. I'd be talking crap (like some teachers I know) if the kids come and see me about their essays if I'm no writer myself - and I'm not even risking that, no. So yeah. I'm renurturing the habit. Not a bed of roses but I don't really have a choice. If I don't write, my kids are gonna suck. So basically.
* * *
I've encountered some really very disgusting people in these few months. People who hate on school kids (crappy teachers), people who hate on other people's success (terrible people with no life), people who criticize everyone and everything and claim that nobody accepts them for who they are (friendless betches), people who hate happy people (bitter betches) and also people who turn down advices because they hate everything and everyone (pathetic idiots). And these people actually helped me see myself in a different light. I promise to You, Allah, that unless I must choose the other for the sake of people I care about (and I hope I'd never have to) - I will always choose good. Yeah. So solemn OK.
* * *
CS Lewis said something about how a woman's heart should be so close to God that a man has to chase Him in order to find her and I think that's just brilliant. It's basically 'a good man will end up with a good woman' presented in a prettier string of words. So yay CS Lewis, but let's not be close to God JUST to get guys - prioritize, people. Prioritize. There are more important things.
* * *
And it's really not nice, seeing your dark side. I can't unsee it, nor can I do anything about it.
* * *
It's lunchbreak. I need to go back to my notes now. Statistical Analysis is a freaking demon.
* * *
This is my first entry for the year. Nothing impressive. I'm just trying to get back to writing. It's been awful, you know - not writing. So here I am, trying to rehab myself into blogging. Rehab. That's just how bad it is. I'm a teacher. I don't get to properly assist and motivate my students in their writing if I don't write. I'd be talking crap (like some teachers I know) if the kids come and see me about their essays if I'm no writer myself - and I'm not even risking that, no. So yeah. I'm renurturing the habit. Not a bed of roses but I don't really have a choice. If I don't write, my kids are gonna suck. So basically.
* * *
I've encountered some really very disgusting people in these few months. People who hate on school kids (crappy teachers), people who hate on other people's success (terrible people with no life), people who criticize everyone and everything and claim that nobody accepts them for who they are (friendless betches), people who hate happy people (bitter betches) and also people who turn down advices because they hate everything and everyone (pathetic idiots). And these people actually helped me see myself in a different light. I promise to You, Allah, that unless I must choose the other for the sake of people I care about (and I hope I'd never have to) - I will always choose good. Yeah. So solemn OK.
* * *
CS Lewis said something about how a woman's heart should be so close to God that a man has to chase Him in order to find her and I think that's just brilliant. It's basically 'a good man will end up with a good woman' presented in a prettier string of words. So yay CS Lewis, but let's not be close to God JUST to get guys - prioritize, people. Prioritize. There are more important things.
* * *
And it's really not nice, seeing your dark side. I can't unsee it, nor can I do anything about it.
* * *
It's lunchbreak. I need to go back to my notes now. Statistical Analysis is a freaking demon.
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