Just went to read blogs, because I was procrastinating on doing my *coughcough* -insert whatever words you want here- homework. Heehee.
And I realised that what I think is not necessarily just my own thoughts. There are others who feel the same as me. The unfortunate people who think and feel the same way as me. I don’t really want to talk about it in detail cause I know that there are people I’m talking about reading my blog and I don’t really want to make enemies of them (Okay, I’m a coward. Fine.). But yeah, it’s like the difference of how popular you are with your friends, right? If you’re like me, well, I think I can only say good luck to you.
Like maybe, feeling really out-of-place with certain people, and no matter how you try, you just can’t fit in. It might be my own fault at times, but it might also have been getting BACK-STABBED by !@$@£%%£ irritating people. But it’s okay. I always get wind of people back-stabbing me, so I know who to befriend and who to keep a distance from (even if they try and glue themselves to me I’ll just placate them). I don’t really like being insulted, but ever since I was in Secondary school, I’ve been getting used to being insulted and taking it in my stride. There’s some people whom I know I can joke around with, and others whom I know I can’t – those are my enemies. GRR. Yes. I’ve the misfortune to meet two back-stabbers in my whole life. Oh well, guess I’m quite lucky already… But from now on, I’m going to rediscover that aggressive side of me, and I’ll take out that knife the back-stabbers stabbed in my back and stab it back into them so hard, they have two holes in their body. Of course, I’m going to twist the knife so that they feel even more pain. But sometimes, I think that their actions are seen by others, and I don’t even have to do anything, people just stop being their good friend because they see the back-stabbers for who they are.
Forgive, but never forget.
