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Sunday, March 04, 2007


as i thought things were going well, i got exposed to events which left me puzzled.
why dont i even have the liberty to choose what i want to do, and how i want to do them? why must i get "indirect scoldings" from people, people who are just not agreeing to the way i do things?

there's no way everyone can perceive everything the same way. i have my concerns, you have yours. why must i put myself in your shoes when you dont consider about my situation at all?

everyone is selfish. but you happily think that you are the most understanding creature alive and accuse everyone for their inconsiderations. unfair as it usually is, i've grown accustomed to all these. and no doubt this period of life have made me grown SOOOOOO much, to learn to be more protective of myself and things i wanna treasure.

'cause i've learned that being nice doesnt bring you anywhere. being mean does. (at least when it comes to you, you and you)

i guess the only time i feel true happiness will be the time i obtain the freedom that i should rightfully own, and it would be better if you get out of my sight.

not forgetting, i dont see why i must explain every single thing. i dont even need to do that to my parents, why you?

sidetrack, i cant concentrate on my essay due to the super noisy wedding downstairs. URGH.