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Have you ever felt having lost everything you thought you had? That''s what I fell now. I''m tired of everything, my study, my relatives, my friends and even myself. I find myself a useless person who do nothing worthy. It''s going to be exam period but I can''t concentrate. I prefer hanging out in the coffee shop doing nothing to get into class or the labrary. What does this all mean?

Have you ever felt having lost everything you thought you had? That''s what I fell now. I''m tired of everything, my study, my relatives, my friends and even myself. I find myself a useless person who do nothing worthy. It''s going to be exam period but I can''t concentrate. I prefer hanging out in the coffee shop doing nothing to get into class or the labrary. What does this all mean?

hh_nguyen, Iõ?Tm in exactly the same moodõ?Ư. Lost, I donõ?Tt know what I have to do. Everyday, itõ?Ts just the same old routine, going to school reluctantly to attend classes that are super tedious, then coming back home just to eat and sleepõ?Ư thereõ?Ts gotta be more huhõ?Ư But Iõ?Tm on the flow, even though I know perfectly well what consequences of my actions are, I just canõ?Tt do anything, Iõ?Tve lost my self controlõ?Ư
õ?Ư you know that Iõ?Tm waiting for you huh so donõ?Tt be too late, cause I just canõ?Tt move on. My dear, what will we be? I completely have no idea and I donõ?Tt even dare to think about it. Feelings are so strange, Iõ?Tm overwhelmed with happiness and fearõ?Ư self-contradiction, it makes me sickõ?Ư

hh_nguyen, Iõ?Tm in exactly the same moodõ?Ư. Lost, I donõ?Tt know what I have to do. Everyday, itõ?Ts just the same old routine, going to school reluctantly to attend classes that are super tedious, then coming back home just to eat and sleepõ?Ư thereõ?Ts gotta be more huhõ?Ư But Iõ?Tm on the flow, even though I know perfectly well what consequences of my actions are, I just canõ?Tt do anything, Iõ?Tve lost my self controlõ?Ư
õ?Ư you know that Iõ?Tm waiting for you huh so donõ?Tt be too late, cause I just canõ?Tt move on. My dear, what will we be? I completely have no idea and I donõ?Tt even dare to think about it. Feelings are so strange, Iõ?Tm overwhelmed with happiness and fearõ?Ư self-contradiction, it makes me sickõ?Ư

Brit, you are lucky as at least you have someone to wait for.
I love her, I think so, but she seems not to be the one for me. She once went to HCM city for the intensive course to colleges and she was there with her sweetheart. Then she came back, breaking up with him after a period of time remaining the long distance affair. I was the one to share her sadness and everything seems to be very hopeful to me. All of a sudden, she turned out to keep distance from me and she''s kind of having someone in her heart. There''s no particular reason. Maybe I just don''t know it, I''m not sure. After her, everything else in the world turn their backs to me.
If only I could be the one I used to be, confident, active and so on (as others say about me).

Brit, you are lucky as at least you have someone to wait for.
I love her, I think so, but she seems not to be the one for me. She once went to HCM city for the intensive course to colleges and she was there with her sweetheart. Then she came back, breaking up with him after a period of time remaining the long distance affair. I was the one to share her sadness and everything seems to be very hopeful to me. All of a sudden, she turned out to keep distance from me and she''s kind of having someone in her heart. There''s no particular reason. Maybe I just don''t know it, I''m not sure. After her, everything else in the world turn their backs to me.
If only I could be the one I used to be, confident, active and so on (as others say about me).

The biggest threat to me is that of having too much leisure time to spend with nothing at all to do. Whenever I have too much time to play with, I have a feeling that I am not myself anymore. So many stupid, crazy, eccentric ideas come up in my head and I kind of feel I am being even more sinful, sinful the way I see it myself. I wish I could spend the luxury of time I have at my disposal on something much more meaningful and beneficial like reading, meeting friends, etc, but I am not an avid reader by nature, and that''s where the problem comes. I don''t have anything called reading culture, which proves to have a devastating effect on my professional career and personal development, as everything is just like a closed book to me. I am always wondering at the moment what the hell I''m going to do abroad in my study if I can''t take up the reading habit. The astronomical amount of college work is looming large just ahead, seemingly scaring me away from the prospect of returning to college life. Life really, really sucks, so much that I spend most of my time making money, thus unable to develop a keen interest in reading anything that doesn''t have a direct link to my work. Life is also hard, to the extent that if I can''t stick to work I would be thrown into the welter of waste and confusion. If only my life were a little better so that money wouldn''t be a really big problem in my head! If you work just like a porter heftily occupied round the clock, can you spare even a minute to hold up a book and read it, or the first thought that forces its way into your mind is resting yourself well??? Despite all that adversity, life, even though stinking like hell, is so much interesting, because it always presents challenges! Hope it will be progressively better! Shame, shame on me, the fukking idiot by any standard. I just can''t waste more hate on myself!
 
 

The biggest threat to me is that of having too much leisure time to spend with nothing at all to do. Whenever I have too much time to play with, I have a feeling that I am not myself anymore. So many stupid, crazy, eccentric ideas come up in my head and I kind of feel I am being even more sinful, sinful the way I see it myself. I wish I could spend the luxury of time I have at my disposal on something much more meaningful and beneficial like reading, meeting friends, etc, but I am not an avid reader by nature, and that''s where the problem comes. I don''t have anything called reading culture, which proves to have a devastating effect on my professional career and personal development, as everything is just like a closed book to me. I am always wondering at the moment what the hell I''m going to do abroad in my study if I can''t take up the reading habit. The astronomical amount of college work is looming large just ahead, seemingly scaring me away from the prospect of returning to college life. Life really, really sucks, so much that I spend most of my time making money, thus unable to develop a keen interest in reading anything that doesn''t have a direct link to my work. Life is also hard, to the extent that if I can''t stick to work I would be thrown into the welter of waste and confusion. If only my life were a little better so that money wouldn''t be a really big problem in my head! If you work just like a porter heftily occupied round the clock, can you spare even a minute to hold up a book and read it, or the first thought that forces its way into your mind is resting yourself well??? Despite all that adversity, life, even though stinking like hell, is so much interesting, because it always presents challenges! Hope it will be progressively better! Shame, shame on me, the fukking idiot by any standard. I just can''t waste more hate on myself!
 
 

My Confession
I have been blind, unwilling to see
The true love you''re giving.
I have ignored every blessing.
I''m on my knees confessing
That I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am staggered by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart is turning,
Falling into place.
I can''t hide
Now hear my confession.
I have been wrong about you.
Thought I was strong without you.
For so long nothing could move me.
For so long nothing could change me.
Now I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am captured by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart is turning,
Falling into place.
I can''t hide
Now hear my confession.
[bridge:]
You are the air that I breath.
You''re the ground beneath my feet.
When did I stop believing?
Cause I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am staggered by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart
Falling into place.
I can''t hide
Now hear my confession.
I can''t hide
Now hear my confession.
Hear my confession
Josh Groban lyrics - my feelings

My Confession
I have been blind, unwilling to see
The true love you''re giving.
I have ignored every blessing.
I''m on my knees confessing
That I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am staggered by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart is turning,
Falling into place.
I can''t hide
Now hear my confession.
I have been wrong about you.
Thought I was strong without you.
For so long nothing could move me.
For so long nothing could change me.
Now I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am captured by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart is turning,
Falling into place.
I can''t hide
Now hear my confession.
[bridge:]
You are the air that I breath.
You''re the ground beneath my feet.
When did I stop believing?
Cause I feel myself surrender
Each time I see your face.
I am staggered by your beauty,
Your unassuming grace.
And I feel my heart
Falling into place.
I can''t hide
Now hear my confession.
I can''t hide
Now hear my confession.
Hear my confession
Josh Groban lyrics - my feelings