The Heart Has Its Say.

Its Official. Take Note.

Bob — Fri, 09 May 2008 17:40:16 +0000

Alright people. I have change my link to my new blog. Here it is.

www.itscalled.blogspot.com

Yeah i know not much of a change, just move from WordPress to Blogger.

do take note. Make the necessary changes. Whatever it takes to stay connected. Okay go now.

ATTENTION.

Bob — Wed, 07 May 2008 03:58:41 +0000

Changing my blog to another address soon. Works at the new blog are underway. Keep a lookout on this space for the launch. Thanks.

These Mixed Up Plots.

Bob — Sat, 03 May 2008 04:35:03 +0000

Sorry, its been a while. Been superbly busy with work and school. Juggling both have never been easier as I though before. But so far, its going on good. Only that school are being left out most of the time.

I still keep it inside just to make me go through this without any sighing or grudges. Without fail, thinking of you would just makes my day. But still, nothing can compare to the feelings when you’re around. Nothing beats it. I admit, and we both believe its true, that it seldom happens but when it does happens, the feelings just shows how happy I am to have you here.

But at times, I used to think that I’m just a catalyst that filter you out. But we gone through it all. No matter what, you still the best.

& what I’m trying to say is, I Miss You.

You know who you are. =)

Inspirations.

Bob — Sat, 26 Apr 2008 17:12:31 +0000

I need more of the magic inpirational touch and support at times like this. But looking at time, I don’t see I have the enough time to get all it right again. Like usual, no one really bothers. They just listen, and sympathetic acts are just to cover up their ignorance. Bunch of radically whores who don’t really bother in these relay laps of care and love.

I wish I could be so much clearer than this. Being so would only create nothing. I want more. I want you to understand it all. Understand everything that you put me through and how I really wanted you to be. I’m not asking for the World. I just want my fair share of your time and the ‘real’ love and care. Maybe I’m expecting too much, but looking at current affairs, I think I should be one of those you relate yourself closely to. I get so worked up with what you doing. Don’t come telling me we do not clash – Its all about the effort you should put in, actually. But that’s not all. Please, I’m not here to tell everything to you. You should know if you are kind enough to acknowledge things the way it should be, really.

I just want someone in times like this. Perhaps my friends? pfft.

Just answer all these questions filled with doubts, still.

These Little Things.

Bob — Thu, 24 Apr 2008 14:56:13 +0000

& I swear I had never wanted things to turn out this way. You are being so ignorant and naive that only God will know He is the only one noticing you. How could you? You said so many things that looked and sounded so wonderful, yet, nothing has been so promising, till today. I could never hold this any longer if I had not been so patient. Bear in mind, I’m still that someone with brain and heart. Both goes well hand-in-hand and I do have limitations to my exceptionally avoidable anger. No use getting so worked up about these little things. But since you had made so many things looked and sounded wonderful, I could not differentiate between a filled promise and empty ones. All I know, I have yet to figure out what safely go in line or catch up with things you had written earlier. You had always wanted me to stop beating around the bush. But why should I if you, yourself like to grow those bushes in your own backyard? Understand that this will never get to anywhere we want unless we could work something out that is really going to work. We need a solution. Better still, we need a new resolution.

Tell me something new. You could have just make a turn around and return a smile. Sincerity could be the issue, but the bigger picture paints a thousand tales. He sees things too clearly without trying to understand or evaluate deeper. Thoughts could have been nice, but it seems the both of you enjoyed these little times you claimed to be fantasies you have adored a long time ago. You bring the past to the present. You bring back past stories like building a castle on the ground you rot in the present. Covering up stories have been expected as a human’s nature act. You did best in this. But still, your ignorance was standing strong like the Walls of China. I could never believe my eyes that fate roll over my toes just like that. I saw everything that you wanted so much. My thoughts could have exploded into thousand of pieces, just trying to figure out about you. Your time was so wisely spent that nothing could have been spend a little more on my own journey of figuring out this life, till end of time. He could be your everything, but you are the missing note in this melodious tune that I dream of. Try very hard to be something more pleasurable. I know its hard, but that does not make me an easy deal either.

After all these blabbering, you might conclude its just another empty poetry I came out with. Take a look at this – I’m really questioning you on your integrity right now. Be it or beat it. You had enough of this, thus I am totally sick of it.

& why are you so being ignorant all these while? argh.

& I Say This, Again.

Bob — Mon, 21 Apr 2008 16:39:25 +0000

And after all this time,

of going through thick and thin,

Realisations takes place.

I didn’t know it took so long,

to understand something simple,

yet complicated as it seems.

Only now I can speak,

truly without lying so.

With assumptions’ so strong,

you couldn’t afford to miss.

You had never really care,

right from the start.

& I swear it’s true.

Down Right Tired.

Bob — Sun, 20 Apr 2008 04:28:03 +0000

School, Work, Sleep.

& Repeat the cycle.

These new method of life for me has been going on for 1 week. And its sure was tiring. But never shall I complain or rant about it here, ’cause its my decision. Period. I don’t want you guys go hating me for this.

Missing out alot on friends. Have to passed on alot of outings just to satisfy my needs to work. Or shall I say, no other options than working? Sorry guys. I know I’m changed lately. I’m not changed. I’m just being more hardworking. So bear with me for a moment while I get the tempo back on track. I just need your support, that’s all.

Don’t mention about family. Weekends are like quarreling and fighting days for my parents. I had enough of it. Lucky for me, I have work at night. At least I can run away from those moments where I don’t really in favour with. My parents; let them be. Its his decision to start a new family. He handles it alone. Sorry Dad, its up to you now. Every weekend, without fail you would quarrel with her. What’s up with that new hobby of yours, huh? So much of you a changed person. Get things right quickly, Dad. I think its getting out of hand now. If not, I do the amendments myself. I’m not hating you or the decisions you made after mama passed away, I’m just really not feeling what you doing right now. I don’t really know what’s the number 1 motivation playing in your head. Now after Mama passed away, everything changes. Everything.

& now you guys see how troubled my mind is? So I just smile on.

How I wish I could have just stay beside Mama’s grave all my life. I miss you, Mama.

I really do.

Oh, Now.

Bob — Tue, 15 Apr 2008 16:08:23 +0000

Sorry for the delay in updating this blog. Been really busy juggling work with school. I have to watch my steps now. If not, I might lose either one of them. So careful mode is now on. Most likely.

That’s all I gotta say know. Be back once I’m available with free time.

& now, its all guilt that filling me in. Sigh.

Never Do I.

Bob — Fri, 11 Apr 2008 15:59:21 +0000

Never do I ever make it to your top list.

I might make it to your mind,

but when it comes to decision making,

my name disappeared first.

Maybe I’m simply nothing better than the others.

My companion sucks. I know.

I’m not good at it, I admit.

I could just prove it as well.

But no.

‘Cause I never get the chance so.

I’m just laying out my thoughts.

Never do I complains about this kind of things.

But the signs just show,

right in my face.

Reminiscing about me is fun,

and that’s that.

I’m certainly not sure,

but my guts never fail me so far.

I Wonder.

Bob — Thu, 10 Apr 2008 05:19:35 +0000

At times, I wonder if its all worth the effort.

& Sometimes, I wonder if I’m worth a shot to love.

Am I that something?

Do I deserve anything close to love?

Still, I wonder.

No matter how strong I claim to be, this part always brings me down;

Real bad.