wee~ guess what? a repetition. of? a repetition where i emit something out of my mouth which didn't quite went through my hollow head and a victim was hurt. literally.
in other words, i 'hurt someone's feelings. again.
I don’t know if we could say a good thing about every person we’ve met so far, maybe they haven’t impressed us in a positive way, but we can most certainly bitch about all of them. There must have been something to annoy us at one point. It’s only human! For every nice gesture and person who smiled thanks to you, there is an unhappy person, someone who feels neglected or discriminated against.
It’s human to be annoyed, but above that, I think it’s human to be hatable (being available for hate).
yeah, enough of all the crap.


i abhor it when the atmosphere gets tense. you can't talk. you can't say anything. you can't be yourself. you have to plan to take the next step with precise care. it sucks. this isn't the first time.

so i haven quite apologised for what i've done. i apologise. but to a certain extent.
i apologise for making someone feel so miserable and downcasted and hurt until he/she has to resort to googling for 'life ain't fair' articles to tell the whole world how dreadful, miserable and depressed he/she is. yeah. things don't always go the way you want it be. there are always things that pop out out of the blue obstructing your "dream" path. this isn't fairytale.

another thing. you decided to play the game. it's not going to be played like how ammatures play it. and the reason why i asked her to say it is because you two are the closest. you gotta spice things up a litttle sometimes. the truth is harsh. it always is. nobody likes to hear the truth. sometimes, you have to accept it. you accept it. you learn it. you learn it. you improve yourself. who knew things would turn up this way? sensitivity, i must say. i'm not referring to 'i'm allergic to maths' and such. it's the emotional sensitivity inside oneself. everyone gets sensitive when it comes to a certain topic. i'm sensitive to some certain things. whereas, others are fine. i'm open. i can accept critism. if it's constructive, i heed it. if it's one of those hateful critism. heck care. i get critism too. everyone does. i wouldn't even bother what others are saying inwardly of me or if someone is harbouring something malicious on me. why the hell do you even care? i mean, nobody's perfect. you have your flaws.
why make yourself so miserable by taking everything so seriously?
i can get along well in life when you're somewhere in the corner still dwelling on the comment someone has made of you when you can just get over it in 5minutes.

god, i'm hurting feelings again.

i'm sorry. i'm sorry.
i don't apologise much,so..... yeah.