Looking Back

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I’m staying at home, watching non-stop glee-athon.  So not me. So unacceptable.

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Well, there is a part in the story remind me of the old me. Someone I used to be. And I’m not proud of it. I’m pretty sure I have change. No longer living in that life which I consider fake and uncertain. It is a mistake. A mistake which taught me a lot of lesson. A good lesson.  At that time , I am just a typical teenagers trying to find her identity. Sometimes getting lost in the journey of life is okay.  It gives me opportunity to view this world in a different perspective.  But still,  it is a mistake. Anyhow, I never regret. I’m happy that I made that mistake. At least I made the mistake earlier, and I have more time to realize how immature I have been. I don’t need forever to realize how it is so wrong. Only sometimes, when I reach at the brink of my insanity, I somehow miss that moment of mistake. Then I slapped my face several times, and get back to reality. I have changed. No turning back. Not even looking.

They Just Don't Care

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A little voice crying
In the middle of uproarious metropolis
The echoes are heart-rending
With the power to slice every soul
The cry never stop
It continuously threatening 
 At the highest peak of the lung
 Emancipation is delusion!
 We are trapped between civilization and antiquity
 Neither comparative nor equality - an interpretation failure
There are eternal silences as a respond
People are emotionally barren
They just don’t care

No.

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“Great men thinks alike”

Though I couldn’t define what makes someone great, but I do think you are. You have great intellectual and great personality. Sometimes we share same point of view and reactions towards a particular event or incident – as if our brains are replicate to each other. I couldn’t help but to agree with you in many things. But, not this time. Not when it is against the doctrines of my life.

For me, career is not only the job that we need to do to gain money. It is more than that. It is a life.  Your life. And it is important to have satisfaction in your life. But how can you get the satisfaction when you do it halfheartedly? 

“Your job is only to teach them. Whether they understand or not, it is not your responsibilities. If you can minimize your task at school, it is better.”

I’m sorry, at this time being, I just can’t accept that suggestion. I hope I didn’t have to accept it in future either.  Peoples are always complaining how the students’ attitude had worsening, maybe because the qualities of teachers are lessening as well. 

I am an educator, and I am proud.

.The other Side.

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The other side looks greener.
Much greener than this side – the terrain where I stand.
O how I want to be there!
I should be there by now.
I am so ready to across the bridge - to be at the other side
And started to be like them – typical and ordinary
Though I know I’ll be missing this territory
But I have to keep moving.
I take my first step.
And then I doubt
Am I really that ready?
 


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NIA is acronym of my name. And also happen to be acronym of " natural idiosyncrasy anonymous", which apparently suits me well at this moment. I'm not so good in putting the right word verbally, but slightly, (maybe slightly) better in putting it in a nice readable material. Here I am, whispering my unspoken thought... and this is a piece of my thoughts

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