My Way

•June 29, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Regrets,  I’ve had a few

but then again too few to mention

I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption

I planned each charted course

each careful step along the byway

And more, much more than this .. ..

I did it my way!

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“No one can help you but yourself”

I’m sure people always need someone to talk, to share or even help when they have a problem but who else can help them and always be there to listen to them if not themselves?

* To talk could help you feel better but what if there’s no one to talk to?

* To be helped is always good but what if there’s nothing can help if you don’t help yourself?

I don’t need help when I have problems (big problems not silly problems) but I just need someone to talk to. Sometimes distant makes it difficult to talk to another one so I decided to write … like I talk to myself. And it works, always.

And not only about problems, happiness also. As now, I know who can I shout at but unfortunately he would never hear even I scream out loud. And for the one that can hear, is not here to listen also. So again, I write.

I got two good news! I did it! I can do it! They like it! They accepted me! Wow! It’s really awesome! (hahaha I told myself that). I’m underestimated by myself – I mean I underestimate myself (why do I have to make it hard!) But I work with my heart/experience/soul and brain, of course but always thought – maybe I can’t have it, maybe they don’t like my idea or my writing style. I just don’t expect because I don’t want to get hurt by that ….

But this time I got it!

I GOT IT!

Well done hah, New?

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Yes there were times I’m sure you knew

When I bit off more than I could chew

But through it all, when there was doubt

I ate it up and spit it out

I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way


Anyway, this is another thing I know that “only me that helps myself to do things, only me that helps myself to face it all, only me that helps myself to fight and find the solution for all troubles and yes only me that sees myself cry or smile when I am sad or happy.

I did it by myself

I did it my way

so I will do it by myself

and I will continue do it my way …

Be proud and enjoy it even though no one can see ..

This special time is now for Frank Sinatra and My Way

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For what is a man, what has he got?

If not himself, then he has naught.

To say the things he truly feels

and not the words of one who kneels

the record knows I took the blows and did it my way



Miracle or luck?

•May 2, 2009 • 1 Comment

It happened to me many time which sometimes I’m not sure is it miracle or luck? Are they different? *

I won a lotto two times in my life! I’m not a lotto lover but bought them with birthday lucky number twenty years ago and this year. And i won!!!

* I dreamed about something good and on the next day it’s happened to me in real life.

* When “a name” of someone who i don’t know popped up in my head, later I always meet or know someone who has the same name as in my thought. * People who came into my life : friends or all ex, most of them were someone who i saw them first and really wanted to have a friendship/relationship with but never start the conversation with but later they came to me as they knew my thought.

* When i fall in love with “a song”, always heard it wherever i go even an oldest one which rarely heard in this century. * My wishes always come true!!!!! Unbelievable!!!

Well, miracle or just luck?

Step back

•April 18, 2009 • Leave a Comment

Just passed through a tough time in Bangkok where I live, the situation is now undercontrol but .. who knows? Thought that we hadn’t have a great day during SongKran Festival at all but no, thanks for everyone who can make it happened like the other years.

Not just only the politic problem in this country, but there’s a politic in the company I work also. Something changes. Some people have to leave, some people are still working here.

I was thinking, should I continue working as a Thai copywriter? Or should i change to do something that is better than now? There are many chances to work in the other fields but i just don’t have any passion to start it. I’m too old? .. no, no one is too old to start new thing. Just believe in yourself. Step back and look for what you really need then you can do it better ..

hmmm … keep that in mind, keep that in mind …

Blue light – like a friend

•February 21, 2009 • Leave a Comment

I’m sure there are so many people that come into your, your or your .. life. Me too. I can say that I can’t remember all of their names because some people just come and go. Some people just have some stories with you in a moment of time. After that, they’re gone.

But I don’t only remember just the people that I want to remember. Some of them, maybe they want me to forget them but I can’t.

I really can’t.

I have many friends. But .. some said “what does friend mean?” Why did you call those kind of people “friends”? .. I’m sorry, in English I call them friend. But in thai – I have the other names to call them.

I miss some of my friends who now disappear from my life. Some we lost contact, some we still have each other contact info but we didn’t contact each other. Maybe it’s sound exaggerated if I say I think they miss me too but actually I know.

One of my “friends” told me “we’re not disappear from each other but we just don’t see each other”. Yes, because we have a connection.

I used to have one friend who didn’t contact me every day or at lease every week or even every month like the others do but this friend just told me where to meet next time. Even it’s in a few months but yeah “we will meet there in 2 months” and within these two months, i never have a contact from this friend.

This remind me of one scene of Before sunset. The actor told the actress to come to meet at that time and they lost contact – so the guy thought that a woman didn’t show up. Ok, she didn’t show up but she can’t – not because she doesn’t want to go.

But for me and this friend, I showed up and my friend always showed up. We don’t have to say hello everyday. We don’t have to talk to each other everyday. But we know that “one day” we meet again. And yes, we did. We made a promise and we did as we promise.

I don’t expect that I’m gonna meet someone like this. Because I think no one can be like this.It’s too funny to be like my friend. Now we lost connection. I cut off – i did it. I’m not sorry because destiny leaded me this way.

I’m happy with a position I stand for now.

But in my life I have also lost the others who came into my life in the different time. For example, my good friend in the university, my best friend in school, my great friend in primary school… I don’t know where are they.

I used to talk a lot to one friend long time ago. She called me often. But I don’t think I’m close to her. When she has the problem she called me, I listened to her, talked to her, helped her feel better. She thought I am her good friend. Maybe I am good to her but I’m not her best friend. But she didn’t think like that. She thought when she thinks I’m her bestfriend – i would think the same. And she expected me to do that.

one day, I told her “Don’t expect too much in life because it will hurt you. If you want to give someone a hundred points, don’t expect that you’ll get the hundred points back. If you want to give, just give. And if no one gives you back, don’t angry. Just be happy when you want to give and you give”.

I don’t want to hurt her. But how can I tell her that she’s my best friend if she’s not the one that I can share everything with. Not because she doesn’t want to listen to me. But I don’t share to her too. I don’t know why but I don’t want to share. But I always listen to her.

I used to be a person who always calls my friends everyday. I used to be the one that my friends called me everyday. I used to be a person who always goes out with my friends everyday. Now I become a person who don’t give any call everyday and I don’t go out everyday. I’m happy to be alone in my small place – like a chicken in the egg that maybe some people feel strange with it. But i call it home – even it doesn’t look like home but it is a place I live.

Now I only talk to my best friends which I have not a lot.

I think it’s enough.

I used to think that everyone is my friends. Now I asked myself the same “what does “friend” mean?” In one day I have to meet many people. Who are they? For example if I’ve met 30 people, do they all friends? I don’t think that all of them will care for me. I don’t think that all of them would like to talk to me. I don’t think that all of them who already have my email, my mobile’s number or even my address would like to email, to call or to come to visit me. Maybe none of them will do.

The people who care for me are not one of them.

Sometimes I’m scare of relationship. Because I don’t know what they expect. If they don’t, happy for them. But if they do, I don’t know how to do. I’m not that so good. I can’t smile to people all the time. I have my space. I have my life. I have a moment that I want to be alone. Sometimes I want to go with Q but I don’t want to go with T but I have to go with Q and T. (just the fake names anyway) I know that sometimes they think the same. And maybe they don’t know know how to do too! But most of the time, straight talk hurts people. So what should we do? Quiet? Tell them a lie? Keep it and feel pain for it?

Even i don’t want to care but I do care, don’t I?

Enough …

I’m not so bad … but i’m going to do the right thing for the right ones.

note : I love this song, LIKE A FRIEND by PULP – dedicated to people i met who used to be friends

dying .. exciting mode

•February 13, 2009 • Leave a Comment

uhmm … it’s boring here

you come to do the same thing everyday,

actually in advertising field, it should have more exciting thing to pressure us to blow the idea out ..

but here no ..

one thing, one theme, one thing, one theme …

my brain almost stops working ….

my hands are dying by writing the same ..

how to make it much more beautiful than this time …

how ?

Fear

•January 6, 2009 • Leave a Comment

 

Suddenly she’s shaking.

she’s frightened of .. it.

Not the ghost, monster or the crime

but the life

.. that flowing like a rhyme ..

Not true ..

never come true ..

never be true ..

just a time  …

she’s trying to make it charm

trying to be bond …

but everything’s wrong ..

.. this song can explain 

 

 

THE FEAR BY PULP

You know i’m no good

•November 9, 2008 • 2 Comments

I like this one! :)

I will be nice and I will be the one who loves you the most

•October 28, 2008 • Leave a Comment

i know i have done many thing wrong to myself and to people around … sometimes i make a mess, sometimes i scream, sometimes i cry, sometimes i .. i … i … etc. but i never lie …

i might be jealous person without making any sense …

i might be an aggressive person when i’m drunk

i might be a baby when i hurt …

i might be a bastard to my lung ..

i might be a killer for my kidney ..

i might be a ghost for my brain ..

but i will be a better person .. for myself and everyone around

soon

….

no one is perfect … but that one can do it better – or just do it good ..

good enough for others …

…..

hey my body, i’ll be good for you

and my heart, i’ll treat you better

dear my soul, i won’t leave you alone anymore

and hola my best, you know it’s you, i’ll be nice … to make u smile at me everyday …

The one who loves you the most by brett dennon

My blueberry night

•September 30, 2008 • Leave a Comment

 

“It’s like these pies and cakes. At the end of every night the cheesecake and the apple pie are always completely gone. The peach cobbler and the chocolate mousse cake are nearly finished but there’s always a whole bluberry pie left untouched.”

“There’s nothing’s wrong with the blueberry pie. It’s just people make other choices. You can’t blame the blueberry pie. It’s just no one wants it.”

That was just the conversation in the first, I think, chapter in My blueberry night, the movie. But that’s touch indeed. I agree with the one who spoke and also the one who wrote it. You can’t blame the blueberry pie.

When someone left you, when someone don’t understand you, don’t blame yourself. It just because people make other choices. Nothing’s wrong with you. Nothing. They just don’t want you. But there’ll be one day that you’ll be picked by someone. As the blueberry pie, one day someone will order it.

“Life happened. Things happened. Time happened. It’s pretty much the case more or less. Maybe one of them ran off with someone else or maybe .. the feelings just went away.”

They continued talking …

Yes. When someone left you, you may think that they have someone new – that’s the first thought that most people think. But maybe could be .. the feelings just went away. Who knows?

Break up doesn’t need the third person to come to make it happen. You and your partner could be the reason by itself also. Who knows?

who knows?

I don’t know … and I don’t want to know.

Sometimes it’s better if not knowing .. and other times there’s no reason to be found. Just let it be, let it go, let it walk away …

 

 

But I just only know that If you’re in love, if you still have it, keep it, hold it, do anything better so that you can keep it, maybe not, forever but as long as you can … At least you know that there is someone order your blueberry pie every night, every day …

Definately, maybe

•August 10, 2008 • 2 Comments

do you love the one who’s by your side?

if yes, how do u treat him/her?

is that nice?

you think?

are you sure?

no matter how much u pay for

money is not important, without it .. love will never die

no matter how many sweet words you say

the matter is what u think and how u do …

i ask u again .. do u treat the one who u said u love .. nice enough?

 

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definately?

or maybe?