Trouble

We're not perfect.
We all know that.
And yet people tend to forget about that.
Misunderstanding of stands.
Conflicts.
Resentment.
Trouble.
Mess.
We make mistakes.
We have different thinkings.
Factors causing conflicts and trouble.
Your mistakes, others mistakes.
Who to blame.
Who will take the blame.
When one push the blame to other and other pushes back.
No one admit.
Conflict occurs.
We get to all sorts of trouble with all sorts of people.
I do get into ALOT of trouble and they never stops.
Shall talk about that later.
Why not.
Try to understand each other point and stand.
Don't ignore them.
For it will only make things worse.
Compromise.
Know this well.
In life.
You can never win all the way.
You'll definately lose on the way.
Learn this by heart.
When both party are trying to make their stand and not trying to understand each other's point of view.
Things won't solve.
This is what i know.
You'll know this if you understand my point that no one in this world is the same.
They might be similar in a way or other.
But definately not the same.
Each and everyone of us are unique and special in our own ways.
Understanding would be the first key.
Compromising would be the second.
Well.
Its tough we all know.
For who would not want things to go in their way.
But.
The reality is harsh and ugly.
We got to know it.

Okay for myself today.
Trouble trouble and more trouble.
Crap.
I screwed up with a OB lecturer at the lecture hall.
And i'm gonna expect lots of trouble this time for i think i did a pretty good job critisizing her.
Well.
She just pissed me off.
What to do.
Gonna be prepared for the upcoming battles with the course manager also.
And my hair issue is taking its flight now.
Thus i will too be expecting alot more trouble now.
Battles, RIGHT ON!
well well well.
What to do.
I've just got this 'voicing out' character.
so be it.
I couldn't care much now too.

PS:
Went IKEA today.
The place.
The memories.
Hangs there.
Such beautiful scene.
The old times.
The good times.
How mezmerizing.

Song for post.
Hands down by Dashboard Confession.

Breathe in for luck,
Breathe in so deep,
This air is blessed,
You share with me.
This night is wild,
So calm and dull,
These hearts they race,
From self control.
Your legs are smooth,
As they graze mine,
We're doing fine,
We're doing nothing at all.

My hopes are so high,
That your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me,
So I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
To break or bury,
Or wear as jewelery,
Which ever you prefer.

The words are hushed lets not get busted;
Just lay entwined here, undiscovered.
Safe in here from all the stupid questions.
"Hey did you get some?"
Man, that is so dumb.
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear...
So we can get some.

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me, so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst,
To break or bury, or wear as jewelery,
Which ever you prefer.

Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,
I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,
The dim of the soft lights,
The scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers
And the time on the clock when we realized it's so late
And this walk that we shared together.
The streets were wet
And the gate was locked so I jumped it,
And I let you in.
And you stood at your door with your hands on my waist
And you kissed me like you meant it.
And I knew that you meant it,
That you meant it,
That you meant it,
And I knew,
That you meant it,
That you meant it.