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i dunno how to even start this but i've gotta say what's on my mind... everytime something crops up, i feel that everyone's pointing the finger on me--hell yeah, me and their crazy ideas...
i couldn't really care less how people see me, as long as i maintain a distant relationship with everyone, then i'll be fine... i mean what's there to explain? when everyone else is busy casting their own judgments. i am used to that, and i do admit that i can be pretty indifferent when i choose to. But of course if i know that i did something wrong, then i make sure the person concerned gets my apologies or i do try to make amends and let the person know that i regret what i've done... i am not made of ice--i do get hurt, and when i do, i shield my self to protect from further anguish. if i know i am right, then i stand by my decision, and not apologise for anything--i don't have pride in me, but i do stand by my principle---
i just want to stress that i am not giving anyone a cold shoulder--it may seem so, but why would i waste my time talking to anyone who isn't really interested to hear what i have to say? i don't give cold shoulders! but i guess my facial expression would constrict as one, and i guess one would not want to clash their swords with me. Or rather they would only speak when they think the weather is fine...such cowardice one would say!
i am getting tired of this nonsense--i don't need to please everyone, and oh well if you ain't speaking then i ain't too-- i know i am a hard-headed bull --this may sound so childish but i have no time to play games with everyone, i have a life and i can go on with or without anyone's help.
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i have to admit that the weekend was crazy and i was so pissed off, yet i said nothing--monday i was slowly regaining my equilibrium but nobody wouldn't let the incident pass--and i kept mum about it, thinking that if i keep quiet then things would go back to normal, but then again i am amazed by some people's abilitity to push you over your limit. all day i was guarding it like a fragile china, and when it can no longer stand enuf, it exploded into multi bits & pieces. I duwanna create a scene and so i sulked in a corner but on the back of my head i had wished i had stabbed him 'til he no longer have the strength to utter his last words--lucky though he apologized coz if not then i would definitely retaliate.
and so goes my story... it's such a disgrace if i get a heart attack coz of this non-sense; and like i said, facelift is too expensive for my taste, and i can't stand wrinkles and so here i am writing anything that's eating my mind.
i couldn't really care less how people see me, as long as i maintain a distant relationship with everyone, then i'll be fine... i mean what's there to explain? when everyone else is busy casting their own judgments. i am used to that, and i do admit that i can be pretty indifferent when i choose to. But of course if i know that i did something wrong, then i make sure the person concerned gets my apologies or i do try to make amends and let the person know that i regret what i've done... i am not made of ice--i do get hurt, and when i do, i shield my self to protect from further anguish. if i know i am right, then i stand by my decision, and not apologise for anything--i don't have pride in me, but i do stand by my principle---
i just want to stress that i am not giving anyone a cold shoulder--it may seem so, but why would i waste my time talking to anyone who isn't really interested to hear what i have to say? i don't give cold shoulders! but i guess my facial expression would constrict as one, and i guess one would not want to clash their swords with me. Or rather they would only speak when they think the weather is fine...such cowardice one would say!
i am getting tired of this nonsense--i don't need to please everyone, and oh well if you ain't speaking then i ain't too-- i know i am a hard-headed bull --this may sound so childish but i have no time to play games with everyone, i have a life and i can go on with or without anyone's help.
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i have to admit that the weekend was crazy and i was so pissed off, yet i said nothing--monday i was slowly regaining my equilibrium but nobody wouldn't let the incident pass--and i kept mum about it, thinking that if i keep quiet then things would go back to normal, but then again i am amazed by some people's abilitity to push you over your limit. all day i was guarding it like a fragile china, and when it can no longer stand enuf, it exploded into multi bits & pieces. I duwanna create a scene and so i sulked in a corner but on the back of my head i had wished i had stabbed him 'til he no longer have the strength to utter his last words--lucky though he apologized coz if not then i would definitely retaliate.
and so goes my story... it's such a disgrace if i get a heart attack coz of this non-sense; and like i said, facelift is too expensive for my taste, and i can't stand wrinkles and so here i am writing anything that's eating my mind.
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