Declarative to Procedural

Don’t ever judge a book from its cover. Cover may just lie. It can never portray what’s on the inside. It can sometimes mislead us. One’s physical appearance will never reflect their truly hearts.

The best thing to do, is probably: Look for references from other people who have known better of it and find how they respond to it. If they respond well, you may start to give it a try. But if it is the other way around, perhaps you can just leave it close.

Well, in some ways, perhaps it’s like a gamble. But I think, don’t you ever dare to open a cover before you have had enough knowledge about it, because perhaps it may disappoint you.

(PS: reflect a cover of a book on someone’s (boy’s or girl’s) physiacal appearance. Does it make sense?)

Loneliness. It has always been a friend of mine. Feeling lonely in a crowd. Losing hopes. Hopeless. Spiritless. Feeling ignored.

How i was so proud of myself, feeling everybody could like me.

No way! You cannot force anyone to like you. They have rights to dislike you, even if you think you deserve to be liked.

Hmm, i wish someone could sing this to me, a song which has become my favorite:

“Don’t give up, because YOU ARE LOVED.”

We can achieve whatever we want in life,

with determination,

with hard work,

with passion,

and of course, with good health.

(taken from the ad of You C 1000)

Grow up! and act your age! That’s what many people always tell me. Well, i’m almost 21 now (I cant believe it!) but I’m still like a child. I’m childish. I’ve tried thousand times to be like adult in all ways, but often times i failed! I speak like a child, my voice and my intonation, perhaps, which sound childish. But I’m not pretending to be like a child. This is me, the real me! I don’t know why, probably i dont wanna leave my childhood. I dont wanna be ignored. I want everybody to care for me. Is that too much? But well, my being childish is not in all ways. I can think like adult, i can be wise, i have a big responsibility, and one thing that cant be believed by many people who dont know me much: I’m a leader in a big youth organization in my village and i’m respected. Well, in that way, i can be a real adult.

i could be like a real adult, sometimes, if i want to, and if i’m forced to do so. Meanwhile, in a relaxed and safe situation, i’d rather be like a child. No matter many people hate or dislike me when my childish behaviour shows up. i dont care, coz this is me, the real me!

But today, my senior told me “Grow up! So i dont have to feed you!” Well, she might take it not really seriously, or perhaps she did but probably she didnt think that it would offended me. It’s a kinda offense to me. Well, i accept if people tell me to grow up and act my age. that’s what i should be doing, actually. But they dont have to feed me. Am i like a baby? I admit that i’m like a child (in some ways), but i’m not like a baby who needs feeding. It’s just like a slap on my face when she told me so. I’ve eaten a lot, more than she has, probably. I dont need to be fed!

However, there’s a silver line that probably i really have to face the reality that i’m growing older and there will be time when i really have to leave my child-side, and be a real adult. When? Soon, i guess, as I will be 21 next month, 22 next year, and older,a nd older, and older as the time goes by. And there will be no more tolearance of my being childish. Start it, baby! And this time: Seriously!!!

Glossary:

1. Act your age: to behave in a manner appropriate to sb of your age and not as though you were much younger.

2. Offense: A feeling of hurt or annoyance.

3. every cloud has a silver lining: there is always a comforting or more hopeful side to a sad or difficult situation.

How money could slip away easily, just like water in our palm, it couldn’t stay full! How i’ve been so thriftless these recent weeks. However, if i may say, i didn’t spend my money in an extravagant and wasteful way. I spent so much money to buy books, especially books of macromedia which have become my curiousity to learn more, and books of English, of course, for it’s never enough to learn.

Gosh, i have always thought twice and weighed the possibilties before i brought things to the cashier. Because i believe that the things i bought will be beneficial. Gaining knowledge is not cheap, isn’i it?

Well, it’s no use crying over spilt milk now. The money has been spent, and there is no way to return it back. What i have to do next is: Be Thrifty!

Look, you have been feeling how hard it is to earn money, right? And remember: You’ll need soooo much money for your thesis project. So, save your money, Baby!

Glossary:

1. thriftless: spend money in an extravagant and wasteful way.

2. It’s no use crying over spilt milk: it’s no use to feel sad about sth that has happened and cannot be changed.