All this while I have been searching for something to trigger my passion and my obsession. I have found it but it is not love or something people normally obsessed about.
but I like it and love it in my own sense.
I am obsessed with Manga.
To the extent that I refuse to care about anything else but reading it.
I neglect my meal, my studies, my sleep, my rest, my bath and even my prayer.
I disregard anything my parents said and continued to loose myself in the fairy tale world of manga.
Regardless of anything being said, I stubbornly convince myself that the manga obsession is okay and I am not affected by it.
It takes me awhile to realize; and only after I have done reading most of it that I realize how miserable my condition is.
I started experiencing massive headache, my appetite degrade, I become nausea whenever I stand up too long and my face is glisten with sweat and oil.
I look horrible and feel the same. I feel like I am in a big,sticky mess I created.
and I need to change and grab hold on my life and took control.
I also learn that what obsession can do to one's life.
but believe it or not I did not completely give up that obsession. I still am obsess with manga.
but I learn to control the obsession. The experience getting caught up in that big, sticky mess become a harsh reminder for me.
In case you are wondering why on earth I still kept that obsession is that. I cannot let go of it. It had become one with me.
Although I was badly affected by manga obsession, I still learn something from reading it just like when you read any books.
I fall in love with the characters
I learn about other cultures
I read about some heart warming motivation
I watch as the hero or heroin refuse to give up and fight till the end
I observe how people love each other, make friends, fight and overcome their fears
I experience events I have never experience
thus, no matter what I refuse to let this obsession go for there is a part of me that will not be the same if I had not had this obsession.
CapTuRinG Da LiFe In WoRdS...
they said words are stronger than the sword
are gentler than the breeze
are the balm to frozen heart
so they said...
but I SAID that my words are my treasure
are gentler than the breeze
are the balm to frozen heart
so they said...
but I SAID that my words are my treasure
Friday, August 27, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
A bad habit
I have a bad habit. A very bad indeed.
It is whenever Once I started on something I refuse to let it go;
When I learn to love someone who does not feel the same, it takes forever for me to move on.
but I did
When I proclaimed a friend to be my best friend, I prevent her from having others as her best friend.
in the end she left
When I join Navy and found out that it is too much for my limit, I stubbornly stay put and wade through it all.
I was able to reach beyond
whenever a task gets too difficult, I tried to run but I always found myself facing it head on.
and finish it
now, when I think I have made a mistake of choosing someone as my guide, I will never change the path I had chose and stick to this guide no matter how hard the road I walk on.
this guide might not be the most ideal guide I imagine and I already felt more lost than ever with her guidance
but,
I refuse to change side because I was the one who chose her in the first place.
maybe I'll get lost more and more in the jungle of confusion and uncertainty
but,
at least I know I will not lose the faith I have in you.
so, please guide me well, teacher.
It is whenever Once I started on something I refuse to let it go;
When I learn to love someone who does not feel the same, it takes forever for me to move on.
but I did
When I proclaimed a friend to be my best friend, I prevent her from having others as her best friend.
in the end she left
When I join Navy and found out that it is too much for my limit, I stubbornly stay put and wade through it all.
I was able to reach beyond
whenever a task gets too difficult, I tried to run but I always found myself facing it head on.
and finish it
now, when I think I have made a mistake of choosing someone as my guide, I will never change the path I had chose and stick to this guide no matter how hard the road I walk on.
this guide might not be the most ideal guide I imagine and I already felt more lost than ever with her guidance
but,
I refuse to change side because I was the one who chose her in the first place.
maybe I'll get lost more and more in the jungle of confusion and uncertainty
but,
at least I know I will not lose the faith I have in you.
so, please guide me well, teacher.
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