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Monday, November 26, 2007


If you think you can’t imagine me writing a post with such words, PLEASE LEAVE. I am directing to you who are conscious while you read. This entry doesn’t give you face about what I feel nor am I in any comfort to write something so lightly about what EXACTLY happened. Don’t tell me, my words made you think and look at me differently, because you FORCED me to write out stuff like these. I have my limits in life, and you choose to test it. For many people who know me, they think I am a nice friend, which I do agree, because you never get to see me angry even when I know it hurts me. Yet this time round, when disappointment got over me, you see the ugly side of me, because you tested my patience and endurance with your NONSENSE. Judge me? Please go ahead, because you have yet to take that dirt out of your eyes too.

I have had enough of shit that’s going through my life ever since I came back from Beijing. I fought many battles alone (not really, if you were to include God). I cried, I wondered why, such things just have to happen in such a way. I know I have walked out of many things that I ought to do, but please UNDERSTAND, I have NO SUPPORT FROM PEOPLE, I AM GOING THROUGH SHIT ALONE. If I don’t walk away, I will be killing myself with MORE UNNECESSARY THINGS. Anyway, is over!

After going through the darkest time of my life, NOW I am going through it with my buddy. Actually knowing a FACT, it shouldn’t and won’t have had happened if people out there are less BOSSY and KPO. Nothing was wrong; nothing was initiated, but PEOPLE ASSUME. God gave us emotions; emotions to love, to care, to share and maybe to even HATE. I realized as a teenager it is just so easy to fall into a “series” of love feelings. Not to mention if we needed that badly or anything, but it is part of growing up. We seek for love, to be love and to love someone; growing from romantic experiences to nasty quarrel moments. THIS IS LIFE.

You people gone through a stage like these, yet instead of walking and understand why we are going through this; cold water was splashed against us. More hands are involved, more mouths are talking! How edifying this can be. Sometimes I just wonder how many a time in life, we know we actually is seeing that someone from the very start. It was like going through a prophetic act in your own live HUH. Nobody knows what will happen especially in love and top of it all, close friends doesn’t make a relationship out of it. We bump into each other lives to walk alongside each other; nobody wants a friend who will pull you down RIGHT. So how do we communicate then? By the modern technology, SHORT MESSAGE SERVICE, SMS in short!

I never understand why people used AGE to define the “READY-NESS” on a relationship. Let me make it clear from teenager/young adult view, AGE is A VERY GOOD EXCUSE for people LIKE YOU to break couple apart. Tell me that at the age of 30 or above, you will CERTAINLY be READY for relationship. Let me say IS BULLSHIT. Love doesn’t comprehend with age or even with experiences. It is not the older you are the sure succeed relationship you are bound to be in. Nobody holds the future as certain as God does and nobody know the future as clear as God.

Do understand that if any teenager/young adult who got themselves into a relationship, they are also trying their best to sustain the relationship for as long as they can, nobody thinks of breaking up in Day 1 of relationship. So why do you want to interfere when we know what exactly we are doing. If you can’t bless us, don’t KILL us. We know what we want from a relationship, so stop telling us what we should do and what we shouldn’t. It doesn’t help us in anyway; you only STRESS us up because we will TRY OUR BEST to please you.

How painful it was and forever it will be when we know we are going through the best time of our lives and some KPO people have to stand in and make our lives THEIRS. LET ME SAY AGAIN, IS OUR LIVES THEY ARE INTERFERING. Don’t we have our RIGHTS to do what we want to do and be accountable for all the actions that we are doing?

I went through my life most horrible feelings recently. The feeling was like seeing Jesus being crucified right before my very own eyes and I am so helpless because I can’t do anything. The tears that fell, unjust actions that was taken. Why such procedures have to follow when nobody was sure about their lives right at the beginning? IS PURELY UNFAIR ALRIGHT! Taken away his everything, his pride to humble what was wrong, I REPEAT, WRONG not GRAVEYARD MISTAKES. He was crushed so broken that he doesn’t even know how to spell tomorrow. He needed more than hugs and words of encouragement now. He needed to restore himself by God and He needed a heart to feel again.

Let me ask people around, how will you go through such RUBBISH if this has to happen to you? He is a courageous boy to take up what you requested him to do in the public just because he doesn’t wish people around him to feel anymore worst than he is. I salute you, dear! Everything is over now, I can’t change the fact of what people had done against him, because is just so NOT RIGHT. I can only pray now that God will heal and restore all of us, build us up and mold us for a better future in Him.

People out there, stop talking and gossiping more! Didn’t you all PROMISED that is was meant to be CONFIDENTIAL. For your information, CONFIDENTIAL means not telling anyone about it. It was supposed to be kept within you and yourself. A great listener is someone who hears and keeps it, not even sharing to their love ones. What makes everything worst is that you added your own OIL AND WATER to spark what’s so not real, making us feel unsecure and disgusted by your actions.

Tears of unjust are flowing as I write this, because why do I have to go through such shit at a place where there ought to be love? I am just so tired.

Upon reading this, don’t tell me you want to talk to me or try to make some sense to my life and thinking, because it will not help. I have a mind of my own, and if you want me to accept what you’re SAYING, accept and think of what I have to say first. Judge me, talk about this entry written by me, backstabbed me, badmouth me, I seriously don’t care anymore. I am living in a world of my own if that’s what you think.

People, I am not sorry for what I am writing here nor am I am feeling remorseful with those words that I used. Just like I had mentioned, if you don’t like this, all you have to do is to click the X at your top right hand corner. Enough is enough, is time to clean your own BACKSIDE! Don’t leave for others to do your shit cleaning, you are OLD ENOUGH!

DaphneChloe


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