Hyena in the Day ; Werewolf in the Night
12/01/2009 09:29:00 AM | Author: Kin Kit ツ
Hey peeps, it's the beginning of December :D
Flying to India this particular Friday. I'll not be around Mas from the 4th-15th, Tuesday morning's time I'll be arriving back the airport.
This picture above, is a court in India. A famous one, from what I got to know. I passby this court last year, everyday when I was there, simply because the hall that I was heading to, this court is just along the way. Note that this building, is all built by man-power. Totally not machine dependant. Cool :D Look at the structure o.o

I'm very much looking forward to this conference. I desire a 180degree change in this issue.

Everybody knows, I easily get along with people. I'm easy to get along with. Jokes. Laughs. Lame craps. I'm all in :D
I laugh like a hyena. Seemingly, hyenas are way more tame as compared to huge cats, such as lions, tigers, so on.

But look, I actually stink as well. I love my friends, no doubt. But sometimes, I go overboard. Indirectly, I'm sort of an attention seeker, at times, I admit this. I never like being alone. I love the picture of other wolves, embracing the one and only werewolf.


This werewolf, depicts me. The moon, people around me. The moon's light, obviously the reflection of light, from the sun. Many a times, I have a high expectation upon others. Most of the time, I tend to look down upon them, and never thought of myself.
No matter how bright the moon's light shines, it is never as bright as the sun's. This is my weakness, I never ever look at things, in different angles. Once things spice up, things don't go my way, peeps and mates that make little mistakes, I begin to have this outburst of imperfection. My blood boils, my veins has got this adrenaline rush, my blood flow pumps really fast, causing less part of the brain, to think, deliberately.


I never realize most people are good in their own way. Just like the police, righteous in terms of the law, supposingly, but, still has got their own flaws. I never see that. Once I feel the hunger and the disatisfaction, I tremble upon people. Tearing them apart, by actions, by words.



I've got to learn how to be fair, not just to myself, but to everyone. I should learn how to look at other people and say, they're all just like me, special in their own way. I should learn how to control my stinking temper. I should learn how to appreciate my friends, I never ever want to make another mistake, and make them leave, again.
Please forgive me. I know my wrong. I'm sorry. All of you.
I shall remain as a hyena. Killing the werewolf that is within me, pyrokitty
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