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"Time is a great teacher. Unfortunately it kills all its pupils." - Louis Hector. I am one of the pupils of time –spending my lifetime with all my might. Here is my journey.
Monday, December 29, 2014
Sunday, December 28, 2014
Just what am I
I'm just...
I'm not a decent person who understand others well.
I've got my hands full of understanding myself.
I've tried to understand others.
But screw it all.
Kirai. Kirai.
Warning. Rants.
I really hate it. I really hate it when people who actually had 'business' or 'problem' with me told other people instead, not me. I mean, hey, it was our problem. Why would you tell the others, not me? It would not solve anything between us. Why would you include other people? And you included a bunch of people. Thanks, it just made me hate it even more.
Well, I know you're that type of person who liked to tell others your stories. But that problem is not only your story, but also my story. How dare you just tell many people like that. I may look like a type of cheerful or sometimes talkative person or what, but truth is I don't really like telling people about my stories. That's why those whom I told my stories to are special. Those special people, I gave them my 'trust'. Okay, okay, got it. You just wanted to consult and release what's in your heart. But once again, it involved me, involved my story. And you just blabbered about it to them? Ha ha. Trust is broken.
I really hate it. I really hate it when people who actually had 'business' or 'problem' with me told other people instead, not me. I mean, hey, it was our problem. Why would you tell the others, not me? It would not solve anything between us. Why would you include other people? And you included a bunch of people. Thanks, it just made me hate it even more.
Well, I know you're that type of person who liked to tell others your stories. But that problem is not only your story, but also my story. How dare you just tell many people like that. I may look like a type of cheerful or sometimes talkative person or what, but truth is I don't really like telling people about my stories. That's why those whom I told my stories to are special. Those special people, I gave them my 'trust'. Okay, okay, got it. You just wanted to consult and release what's in your heart. But once again, it involved me, involved my story. And you just blabbered about it to them? Ha ha. Trust is broken.
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