Men on My Perspective

After a full week break of gym routine, yesterday...I wipe up my butt and drag myself to go hit the gym for the first time. It wasn't that bad...I did cardio and swam.

It feels good to get back to the routine after a while...I believe everyone experience the same thing like I do. People tend to stick with the one we use to do or we love, like I use to like Indomie Kaldu Ayam [ brand of instant noodle ]...There's very wide range selection of various brand in the market, I may switch to another brand or flavour every now and then, but I will always stick back to the only one I love. Just like the gym routine, my devotion to Indomie Kaldu Ayam, I'm sure the same thing reflect on all aspect in life...We need to give us a break from the routine, get away a while and that will let us to ponder and find the way back to our path, to the place where we belong to.

I believe a relationship share the same value as well as above. A friend just shared her personal life to me couple days back...She found out her husband cheated on her and she was very upset and want to divorce, but on the other hand, her husband [ he is my friend too ] still wants her back. I can't tell whose fault it was because I couldn't be objective since I just heard from one side...But I believe, a relationship takes 2 persons' effort to work out. If it fails, couldn't it be only one's fault...This is not what I want to draw a line...but it's more about my point of view about a relationship...I always believe, men are not manogamous material...men are less sensitive than woman...men are easier to seduce...these points could lead them to make a mishap in their marriage...Could it be they just want to break from the routine and try something different...at the end of time, they will definately come back to home, where they belong to...It may sounds egoistic and unfair to women...but it's just a nature of men...Sorry if I may offend some people out there, it's only my perspective...don't the differences make us rich in harmony? :)

Hedonism

Hedonism, according to Oxford Advanced Learner’s Dictionary is a noun that means the belief that pleasure is the most important thing in life. The more I try to figure out the meaning of this word, the more I find it reflects me a lot. Born in a small town and spent three-forth of my lifetime in the town…there’re not much entertainment you could get in a small town and my parents never spoiled their kids with this things. I still remember, comic/novel, CD or movies were kind like a luxurious thing I could have in my childhood. Luxurious because I couldn’t have it anytime I want it. I got it as a return of good marks in school, that means I could only have a new comic/novel 3 time a year…tough or boring? That’s your call…

Now, when I can have money on my own, I start buying things that could please me…started from simple thing: novels, CDs, movie and lately I’m addicted to designer jeans and shoes… Sometime I question myself, do I really need so many pair of shoes while even one could last for years? Am I abusing myself with these luxurious things? I don’t know, but I’m sure I love good things as long as I can afford. Once my friend said to me: beauty has its price…is that true? I don’t know, but I’m sure you could tell the difference of my context about luxurious things, in my childhood and now…am I considered hedonist? I guess I am…I always love pampering myself with good things and pleasures…how about you? Above are my new pair of shoes...It's Tod's!

Me Versus Me

Among my class mates in school...I were not the the cutest one, not the hottest one, nor even the smartest in the group. I were just the boy next door, an ordinary boy who didn't have much friends, rather passive and introvert. I just don't have any stunning quality to stand up among my friends, nor among my siblings. I were just like an invisible boy...a boy whose existence were never noticed...

Born as the youngest of seven...you may think I'm showered with all attentions and spoiled. I'm sorry to let you down...I weren't that kind of kid...I would rather say I were lack of affection, I didn't have any role model that I could follow and I tried so hard to stand up...to be noticed my existence, to be remembered and to be affectioned...I just never share the attention, I never understand what the love is, I'm indifference, I'm ignorance and I'm cynical...

I struggle to find my inner self, to search for my love, to look for affection and to be noticed...Now, I'm crawling from my gloomy days...calm, still, bold and strong...I am ME!

Random Narcism

Ps. Pic was just taken by a lovely friend

photo credit by ACS

Breakthrough

Writing is fun, at least for some people...but for some others...it's quite troublesome and am one of those ones who always think writing is delicated...
I myself more enjoy reading rather than writing...I love reading books since I were a child but never have ability to write a story, even the simpliest one...
I follow some blog this day and I always envy people who got the talent to pull out the story and put it into words, make such beautiful arrangement in phrases, thus people are able to catch the things that the writers are going to tell...I really envy those people!
Eversince I create my blog, I never post any entry...but now...I'll give it a shoot and I label it a 'breakthrough' !

I believe this is too short to make a breakthrough, but still...it's a start! Even a big journey starts from a single step...Anyone agree?