The Blog Project : Give Me Love

This line fits every single aspect of my love life.

To tell you the truth, I do envy couples. I envy them so much that it came to the point I laugh whenever I hear them joke, I worry when I see them crying and I blush pathetically when I see them do "cheesy stuff".

I do look like I'm acting all normal and stuff but it's just what I've felt. I didn't have too much of a childhood to tell you the truth. I've never been given the responsibility that came solely from me.

It's just a matter of experience. I have never experienced having someone special in my life. Someone I could always rely on, someone I feel so confident to be with, and someone who always has time to to be with me.

They seem to look like qualities of a bestfriend or anything, but rest assured, a girlfriend can do better.

The Blog Project : The Introduction

What is the 'Blog Project'?

It's a way to make a difference through small things, like a blog.

It's a way of living life in different points of perspective. Yes, not view, perspective.

It's a way of expressing such unimportant things that matter.

It's a collection.

It's a difference.

It's a lifestyle.

It matters.

Standards

Others would say, "FUCK THE SYSTEM"

I would say, "Shitty Standards".

Yes, I would rather have a faulty system than bullshit standards. I would rather have anarchy than racism, I would rather have war than inequality and I would rather go on than look stupid.

The SYSTEM makes you aware of your stupidity and your inability in being a scholar or anything while STANDARDS make you look stupider, uglier, prettier, smarter or more <insert adjective here>-er.

The system is the one we are obligated to obey. We understand the system, and most of the time we agree and live with it.

But with standards, it's a different story.

Standards give us a choice of obedience... under pressure. And most of the time, it becomes our lifestyle

These days, standards overtake the system. Yes, you are stupid even though you are in good standing. Yes, you are ugly because no one likes you. Yes, you are weird because you are not in our friendship circle. And thank God you left the school because we've been hoping for it ever since we laid our eyes upon you.

The system is just a basis these days. Standards trigger systems, and even thought they are just fucking standards, they become a fucking system.

Standards will always be < the system.

Endnote:
"I left because of the system. I understand and I won't have any hard feelings for it. I just can't accept the fact that standards were always the 99.01% reason of my leaving, failing and etc.: Crappy acknowledgments, Social high-classiness and the number one enemy of all, favoritism. I just wish there would only just be a system.

I am branded a 'kick-out', a 'lazy asshole' and a 'school fugitive' because of standards. But I will always be branded a 'scholar' because of the system.

And I will always stand for the system."

The Next Page

Our life is like our journal.

Every time you fill up a page, you turn to the next one and start writing once more. As you write, you see that there are markings that sunk in from the last page.

Those are memories.

Every time we start writing a new entry in our journal, markings are present. It's hard to start our lives in fresh paper. We can't evade the marking forever for they will always be there, affecting every entry you write.

After three years of pain and hardwork, my efforts were, I won't say wasted but they aren't just enough to meet some fucking standards. I have to transfer and do stuff...

Long story short, I have to start a new page in my journal

The markings wouldn't be simply normal markings per say. They would be like the marking of a marker through paper or like a hard-pressed pen's or something. It's just that those memories would remain fresh for a long time. It would be inevitable to write something new without being aware of the past.

There'll always come a time when we'll need to flip the page. And we'll reach the end of our journal