Under a Little Umbrella

Watched ‘Heroes’?  Interesting, isn’t it?  Ordinary people having extraordinary gifts.  Who wouldn’t want that?  Still, doesn’t make life any easeir now, does it? 

I wonder how many know of this 1 graphic novel entitled ‘Powerless’ by Marvel Comics.  It tells stories of how the heroes, as we know them, might turn out to be if they are without their powers.  Examples?  Peter Parker aka Spider-man ended up with an infection of his arm instead of having super powers from being bitten by a radioactive spider; Matt Murdock aka Daredevil being blind since birth instead of being exposed to toxic waste.  Yes, it is a work of fiction, but interesting enough for me to purchase it. 

I find it an inspiring work.  It’s similar to watching movies of ordinary people doing extraordinary things, but I prefer to read this.  No reasons in particular, just a personal preference. 

I believe in sayings like, ‘where there’s a will, there’s a way’, ‘there’s always an option’, and others like that.  In certain things, the sky isn’t the limit, right?  Still, to be human, sometimes, I have to accept that I am powerless. 

I haven’t been straight-forward, but take this as my way of an apology.  I’m not sure if she reads my blog, but if she does, I trust she knows that this is meant for her.  Why not just tell her directly?  It’s my way of doing things. 

I guess, what I’m trying to say is, "めんね,おれは聞こえないよあなたの心"

I’d like to thank a fwen, for showing me what a mess I’m in.  Don’t worry, it’s nothing much.  Still, it is a mess.  Ok, I have an excuse.  Even though I know that it’s really my fault in the first place, I will still need to explain my reasons.  Well, not that it will change anything, but somehow, I think it’s necessary. 

So, here’s how it is.  Sometime back, I told a friend something, to which I did specifically tell her not to tell another.  Unfortunately, things don’t always work out the way I want them to.  Again, it really isn’t that big an issue.  After all, I did similar things before.  It’s only when it happened to me that I realize the implications.  Oh, so, that’s how it feels like to lose that trust.  No forgiveness for all my past actions, but it’s never too late to learn, right? 

It’s ‘cos of such a scenario that I’m telling less of my personal things now.  I know that, in the long run, it isn’t good, but for now, that’s how I’ll do things.  Then, since I tell less, people get bits and pieces of these personal things of mine.  Yes, no one that I know of knows entirely of the problems I have at the moment. 

Now, about that mess my fwen showed me, she was right, only, it’s of a different kind.  Similar, but still different.  Like I said earlier, doesn’t distinguish the fact that it’s still a mess.  Why not tell her the entire story?  The ‘trust’ issue. 

There’s a reason why I like this 1 chinese song, entitled 路人甲.  My chinese really isn’t that good, but I can roughly understand the general idea that the lyrics are portraying.  Interesting concept.

I wonder how many knows of the 四方的太阳.  Hey, generally, guys are only bothered by 2 things.  Not that hard to figure out, eh?  In certain fictional worlds, a glass of 忘情水 solves all love problems.  If only reality is also that simple…