awake. emotions. blargh.

i bet a lot of people already know the fact that discipline,is a very very very very important part of my life.
seriously,
who functions without any discipline.
a speech is being made and no one is really paying attention to it.
who's time is being wasted?
you?
him?
her?
who wasted their energy to project an important message that everyone should take note?
who will be wasting their time repeating those said words?
who will be wasting their time asking around for the things they missed out hearing?
who will be wasting their time waiting for something that should be done,but NOT being carried out?
who will be wasting their friends' time,those who had actually shut up and lend the speaker some time of their busy lives?
who.
.
most of our lives,
spent on waiting for things to happen.
on making things happen.
these things,
success, reputation, glory, happiness.
they don't just happen when you want it to.
their time will come.
coinside with your path.
then it happens.
till then,
shouldn't we spend those time on waiting for it, usefully?
like, learning to 'listen' instead?
.
listen.
a noble act.
to me that is.
lots of magical things happen when we know how to listen.
we see more,
hear more,
know more,
think more,
learn more.
we're more aware of our surroundings,
thus know how to behave better.
do things more correctly,
be more efficient.
.
it doesn't matter what you do,
where you are.
if you don't know how to listen,
you're only as wise as how beautiful a pig looks when it tries its best to look good.
fugly.
.
i hate it when people don't listen to me,
what i have to say.
no matter how small and insignificant i am,
i deserve a voice.
this,i understand.
so since i hate not being heard,
why do it to others?
i know you hate it as well,
i know you do.
to be heard is the first step to being accepted.
ask yourself,
do you know this fact?
by listening you acknowledge a person's existance in your life,
that (s)he is an individual with a purpose and capabilities.
that (s)he is not nothing and unimportant.
.
by not listening you've wasted our time.
and if i'm being more selfish,
you've wasted MY time.
time that should be spent revising, learning, doing my increasing hill of exercises.
this is not something that you can replace for me,or anybody else.
what's gone, isn't going to come back.
especially all those seconds,minutes,
everytime the thin needle in the round face ticks.
.
carelessly wasted
we regret.
unrefined, delayed orders
can't change a mistake made.
leniency, TLC
doesn't make a naive child learn to be aware of its harsh surroundings.
discipline must be uphold.
child, teenager, or adult.
if you're not right from the start,
should you continue being ignorant for the rest of your life?
.
sound is a very dangerous thing.
when the wrong kind exists,
it covers the right kind effortlessly.
when used wrongly,even with a good intention,
good turns into bad.
.
to be able to make sounds louder than you could make before is an honour.
to be able to learn how to make new sounds, project emotions in a more refined way, is an honour.
to have the priviledge to make your sound heard and be applauded for,is an honour.
to have the power but misuse it?
that's a shame,on your side.
that's a shame,for those around you.
that's a shame,for those who had to listen to it.
that's a shame,that it'll go into your history,and their's.
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time wasted,cannot be revived.
.
like now, 1.20a.m.
time i should spend sleeping.
instead i'm typing out this.
.
why do you think i can't sleep.
when something that is so precious to me is being mindlessly used like a simple piece of toilet paper and is flushed into oblivion as if it's existance is not worth the attention it should get.
when i'm watching things being done the wrong way,while not in the position to correct it.
when i'm suddenly in a foreign place i thought i knew so well.
frustrating,it is.
very.

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it's early in the morning.
i haven't slept.
i have a right to emo and say things i myself may not approve once i awoke a few hours later.