26.10.06
You know, I never actually thought that things like this could affect me so much, but the sting of what happened a few days ago is still lingering on and I can't get rid of it. I feel quite bad cos I've been in a snappish mood at home. I guess that is what's so bad about getting hurt. You don't just get hurt, you start hurting others too. Others who don't mean to hurt you at all. Maybe it's because after being wounded, you find that your only way of defense is to learn from the person who hurt you, and hurt others as well. Or maybe you're just merely getting infected by the so called mean streak. After all, for a while it will be hard to believe that genuine kindness does exist when you feel that all your trust has been robbed from you. I really don't want to believe that this is the truth, but I can't really run from it when the real truth is staring right at me in the face. It's like piecing together a piece of jigsaw puzzle just to find out how ugly the puzzle actually looks like.
Thursday, October 26, 2006

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