me, others and you

I spoke too soon.

I had my spurt of emotional outburst yesterday and I blame it all on....



PMS. HAHAHA.

It was mad. I started shouting and wailing. I cried for goodness knows what reason.

I was cruel with my words.

All's well again.

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Honestly, I do wonder what other people have against me. When they see me unhappy, they sympathize. When I'm happy, they start to bitch. Most of the time, I don't give a shit what people think about me because in my opinion, anyone who finds imperfections in others have some dissatisfactions within themselves but refuse to dwell on them for fear of hitting the right spot. These dissatisfactions will of course stem from families, relationships, friends and such. Then they start to over-analyze someone who maybe used to have some kinda relationship with them. They start pointing out things that do not make sense to them (because they don't really know what's happening but they pretend they know) and of course at the same time, judging and criticizing others but themselves. I have read about blog bitching and blog wars and I find it a total waste of time about how people who don't even know each other at all but they can actually make up lots of stories of that particular person. Guess they have grown up but have not reached that certain level of bliss within themselves to actually be able to feel for others not someone who thinks for others, thinking they know best. You gotta experience it yourself to actually feel it. Trust me. I've had my share of people who are willing to stoop sooo low to make someone else's life a misery. But for all that they've done, I always believe there's always a blessing in disguise.

No doubt you were a sore loser but ironically and unknowingly, you were my instrument that propelled me towards my destiny. THANK YOU la.

Ok I'm rambling and running late. Bye.