Just Beat It

No, this isn't referring to a dead man's song that was recently covered by John Mayer and a band whose name currently escapes me. If anything, no part of music and it's industry is being referred to the title at all. You see, for all that's happened for the past few days, there's one thing I've come to realize that I should have a long time ago - I'm beat.

What would you do when you look into a mirror and find yourself having eyebags as big as your eyes? For me, always being the fun-loving self that I am, I simply laughed and smiled at myself, thinking that "hey, how many people get to have something like this?" and proceeded to go on with what was supposed to be done. In truth, being a hibernating caveman can be fulfilling at times - there's a sense of family-oriented chivalry that gets satisfied with being one. And besides, I owe them this time after having been so far away from them, both physically and figuratively, for the past year that I was attending to other matters, both in school and outside of it. Heck, it can even lead to an addiction and a sense of longing once you find yourself not tending to the daily chores around the house and helping out with the store everytime nobody else can. It truly can be something I'm used to, and this time I ain't complaining. It's been a really productive break so far, and with all I'm seeing, I feel it will only get better.

As for my self though, I remember chatting with a friend of mine just recently that it's hard to feel burned out when you do something you enjoy doing, regardless of how much effort and time you've put into it. Which is quite true for a lot of reasons, both scientifically and philosophically. Maybe it has to deal more with emotion rather than the universe of thought itself, but don't you find it a bit great when you do something you think is enjoyable, and as time passes by without any notice, you end up feeling tired but deep inside you know you're happy. It's a feeling I'm sure most of you have felt at least once in your life, especially when you've gone through the adventurous stage of secondary school - it's one of those special emotions that you wish you could have at least once every day of your life. It's a stage of fulfillment, of emotion, of positivity. Something that you can really feel, something you know is real. And this time, you don't have to make anyone else feel it for you - because in this world, words aren't needed in the emotions of genuine feeling.

You always seem to love the things that make you smile. Some have even learned to just smile and be passively rewarded by it. For others, their smiles are hiding deep behind their grim faces and fiery tempers. You see, it's not rare to see people in masks. The issue of genuity may have already come to the point that even we can't agree upon a universal meaning for that word. The huge amount of people has easily lead to a problem that's quite ironic. You're supposed to better your chances of finding genuine people the greater the population, but in the case of our world, it's different. It's actually quite the opposite, and it's led to something that's beginning to go out of control. We surely don't want to wait until that becomes the world standard, but unless we all put down our masks and put people into our trust-list, our world will eventually destroy itself in deception and self-interest.

As with everything though, there will always be something positive to look forward to. Whether it be as big as the National Elections in a few days, or as trivial as finding out your shampoo container was already empty three minutes into your shower, the truth remains that the world will always go according to how you want it to. But the secret to this is simple - there is no secret, and there shouldn't be any kept. Be real. Be genuine. And slowly, people will come to appreciate that. Eventually, people will do the same.

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wishing i could sit beside you on a bus.