Recently, i find myself admiring people who are honest a lot more.
It takes a lot of courage to tell others how you feel about them, and of course, confidence too.
Do they regret telling you the blatant truth to your face?
maybe it's because i have no guts, but also because i think about the other party's feelings; which may or may not be beneficial to both sides either.
i would have all the pent up frustration while the other person has no clue as to what is wrong.
then here i am cursing away, blaming the person while it is actually partially my fault.
there should be a balance somewhere.. but where?
"YOU ARE A CRAZY, SOCIALLY INAPT CAVE WOMAN WHO OBVIOUSLY LIVES UNDER A TINY ASS ROCK."
this is how my sister truly feels about me.
what made me publicize this here?
i don't know either.
It is not for record purposes, as i can surely without a doubt, remember this for life.
i picked this up not from her private blog/diary, but from msn. she wrote this in anger after we quarreled.
obviously, she doesn't care if i were to see it or not.
Probably she want me to know that too.
she is a carbon copy of my mother.
Their words are like law; they shape, affect and change you,
ringing in your head till the day you drop dead.
if i were to choose between being honest and not hurting other people's feelings,
i will choose the later.
[period]
i refuse to be anything like them.
before you say i have no guts,
maybe you should know where i am coming from.