Today is History

I quote one man saying....

"Youth has no age..."

In fact that is true but is it true today?....

That quote was said by a man by the name of Pablo Piccaso...great man no doubt...but things have changed so much haven't they.

It's been a while since i wrote a decent blog the last three have been pretty woeful. Pretty much self explainitory(if thats how its spelt!!!). The last one sorta set the mood this September, wells its my topic for tonight and that is depression.

Scary thought if you didn't know 1 of every 4 people in Australia have depression...and the thing is you either know someone who has it or even don't know you have it.

Depression is supposedly quite normal as a down stage, or downtime if you could say, most people try to find a way to go around it or talk about. But when you talk to someone that is depressed the thing is that you have no idea what the person is feeling unless you have ever felt it. Cause in the end depression is like disease, and that in the end a person may not remember the moment...you only remember how it felt.

And i guess people need to understand thats how life and we as humans think....we FEEL. Back to the point i was making at the start...youth has no age...sorry picasso but seems to be different today..more and more i see people to grow up so early and so quickly and too the point where they can lose sight of where they are. Including myself, maybe I am too depressed and from what reason im still trying to put my finger on it but i just can't. I guess growing up is 50/50 most of the time well how am i to know.

All i can say is this, if you got a problem just talk to someone, anyone...because keeping it in will just eat away at you and you might end up depressed and end up on prescribed drugs. Not poking fun at people who are on it...but really just be careful about things, like what you say about someone, think before you act.

People say we learn alot from history the funny thing is do we learn from it? I leave that up to you to answer.

Note: Hope this ends my bad streak of bad blogging

Poster Boy

Have u eva been put through so much yet finish s far...?

Rite at the moment im in such a mess emotionally that ive blocked everyone out, and the thing i havent been able to talk to anyone for that matter. Everytime I think about it the more and more i feel that its me that is doin the wrong rather than the people around.

Am I a serious depressed person crying in this stupid blog of mine or is it a combinations of things, that which my life at this moment would turn for the worst, am i turning into cousins in my family who have followedon a path filled with depression and not being able to express it...Or is it a test for me whether my faith was as strong as i thought it was in my past...i keep refering to it so often, am i holding myself baq to find an excuse to explain my faults to a past which has already resovled.

When i talk about mysel, quite often i charade myself like a clown or an famous sportstar or anybody who is in the limelight, is the pressure of it all from my whole life gone to my head, am i losing it???

For so long my whole family has looked up to me, my parents, my brother, my aunts, uncles cousins, nieces and nephew...has that cause me to break up emotionally as it has...Rite now i feel this is my only way to express myself openly without the need covering up maybe it is time for me...no too much time wasted in a life that has always had potential...and thats all there has been.

Now looking back, everyday i realli only just hoped that things will just happen 4 me, and the stupid thing is was that i overlook my own advice that i give to people and me not being to realize that i too was a victim of my life and not being able to take my life by the hands.

4 most of my life i thought i was strong enough to deal with life...but i guess i was wrong i guess i took things or approached things in a view which did more harm then gud. Wat happened these past 4 yrs where did they go?? what hav i achieved??? i sumtimes ask myself, do i need to sleep on it like a normal person should, is therapy an option.

So questions, so many doubts, so many things rushing through my head at a million miles an hour to which i will end up nowhere. i guess being an australian filipino livin in the sydney suburbs with a family going through so much, with so much potential can get it all mucked up as it is rite now, who would of thought?...i guess my life is neva be easy even if i pour my heart across the internet or too anyone else...all i can do now is to hope 2omoro is a better day....

i guess the song i hav rite playin on my blog says a bit...if anyone wants to give messages plz do..