Of The End of a Beginning
Yes, we all have that one point when we started something, and at a blink of an eye, we're done.
In the other hand, time flies faster than Boeing 474 on Mach 5.
It's about the Fifth Semester that I am in now. Well, used to be up till yesterday.
It felt like it's just last month I stepped up to Fifth Semester. And tadaa, here we are, in the Winter Holiday.
Well, to be true, a lot of shit I've learnt from this sem. Among them :
1. Treat people how you want to be treated.
Some say a mouthful of secrets is guarded tighter than British army with that ridiculous hat. But do you ever want to spill it out? Obviously, yes. It's been hardwired to us since we were 1 day old, before the folding of germinal epithelium. The more we spill, the more people will like us for having lots and lots of stories.
But have you ever think what's the consequences of doing so? Yes, after every beans were spilled. You know what state you are in, just like paddling towards a waterfall, cornered by zombies. There's no turning back.
Thanks for teaching me that.
2. Silence is not an agreement, silence is an arguement.
Since the invention of televisions and Twitter, privacy means nothing. The more we expose, the more famous we get. Even a bunch of talent-less people make money out of this pathetic route, The Kardashians.
Keeping everything shut doesnt only mean we were shouting for privacy. I know, it's ironic, but also launching a cold war. If you ever heard the phrase silence speaks volume, well, your eardrum just got torn. Also, having a cold war is really tired. The more we don't move our tongue , the more tired we get. Again, oh the irony.
Sharing problems with the trusted ones is therapeutic. No need any elaboration.
Thanks for teaching me that too, Semester 5.
In the other hand, time flies faster than Boeing 474 on Mach 5.
It's about the Fifth Semester that I am in now. Well, used to be up till yesterday.
It felt like it's just last month I stepped up to Fifth Semester. And tadaa, here we are, in the Winter Holiday.
Well, to be true, a lot of shit I've learnt from this sem. Among them :
1. Treat people how you want to be treated.
Some say a mouthful of secrets is guarded tighter than British army with that ridiculous hat. But do you ever want to spill it out? Obviously, yes. It's been hardwired to us since we were 1 day old, before the folding of germinal epithelium. The more we spill, the more people will like us for having lots and lots of stories.
But have you ever think what's the consequences of doing so? Yes, after every beans were spilled. You know what state you are in, just like paddling towards a waterfall, cornered by zombies. There's no turning back.
Thanks for teaching me that.
2. Silence is not an agreement, silence is an arguement.
Since the invention of televisions and Twitter, privacy means nothing. The more we expose, the more famous we get. Even a bunch of talent-less people make money out of this pathetic route, The Kardashians.
Keeping everything shut doesnt only mean we were shouting for privacy. I know, it's ironic, but also launching a cold war. If you ever heard the phrase silence speaks volume, well, your eardrum just got torn. Also, having a cold war is really tired. The more we don't move our tongue , the more tired we get. Again, oh the irony.
Sharing problems with the trusted ones is therapeutic. No need any elaboration.
